How Time Devalues Things

I had a row of video tapes next to my living room chair, which I finally put away today. Mia is starting to crawl, and she can get to this area easily enough. Plus we have company coming in December.

But the real reason I put these tapes into a box and sent it downstairs to my basement is that I am no longer interested in what's on these tapes. Among the tapes were an Elvis concert, 405: The Movie, some eight-hour tapes with entire seasons of the Sopranos and Sportsnight, a box-set of A Year in Provence, and a documentary on the World Poker Championships.

Amazing, how time devalues certain things. Clearly, at an earlier point in time, these things were pertinent, and meaningful (they were stacked next to my seat!). Now, nothing.

So now these tapes are in my basement, where they'll stay hidden for many months, until I decide to finally refinish the basement. Will I ever throw these tapes away? I always feel bad because I spent so much time recording these things. I also think of the money I spent to acquire these tapes. For now, it's enough for the tapes to be out of sight.