I used to have a bunch of expensive watches but my OCD prevented me from really enjoying them because they would inherently get dented or scratched and that would damage the resale value which I always kept in mind because I never found anything I was in so much love with I knew I’d keep it.
Imagine the look on my face when my Ex dropped one off my desk onto the floor. Of course I took it off when typing to prevent scratches.
Style was moving bigger and bigger at the time and my 175lbs at the time didn’t warrant a wrist anchor.
Ended up selling my last about half a dozen Breitlings when my son was born and intended to find one keeper, but due to previous life experience I almost always know pretty accurately what time it is, and if I don’t know exactly my cell phone will tell me.
These days I keep up with this collection thinking one day something may speak to me:
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I just realized my 2020 is still stuck in the US. Ugh. Can’t miss one.