My dad bought and stored things he loved. Two Chevelle's. About five dirt bikes (trials bikes), a bunch of guns and fishing poles. He rarely ever used them. The Chevelles sat for about 40 years. I can think of two or three times when we loaded up the motorcycles and went to the woods and rode. We shot randomly. Hunted once. Fished randomly. The point is he had all the things we wanted but rarely used them or got to enjoy them. Use and enjoy the things you have in life.