I sold my guitar yesterday

My bounced-paycheck woes still have yet to be resolved, So I sold my guitar so that I could get food and even more importantly kitty litter. Pawnshop gave me $50 for it (as a sale—it would have been $40 as a loan), which is not too bad. I bought it for $100 in 1990.

Basically I refuse to take on any new unsecured debt. You can’t get out of debt by borrowing money. Also, lets face it, it was technically clutter. I don’t play the guitar much at all. The darn thing was taking up space in my closet. I heard a great guideline for keeping or discarding stuff: anything you haven’t used or looked at even once in a year you should sell or throw away. Obviously there are exceptions to this. Smoke detectors and family heirlooms, some financial papers, things like that.

But mostly I was interested in the idea of having a guitar more than actually playing it. I’m not very good, and I really mean that. If I ever decide to have a guitar again, I can pick up some electric jobber that will be more suited to the kind of music I’m interested in. The old one was a roundbacked electro-acoustic and had a real pretty sound, but the action was high, so it was murder on my fingers, especially because I didn’t play it very much and I never built those calluses at the tips of my fingers.

Anyway, for playing guitar less than once a year, I can go to a friend’s house and play theirs. It’s a good excuse for me to visit friends anyway.

And it does feel clean not to borrow money. I wonder what else I have that I can get rid of…