Sadly, I am.
I would still have the MiM Dim (huh, that sounds like an Asian cuisine… dim sum, mim dim) had the B4 not popped back up. It’s hard to describe - or maybe not, what with all the GAS around here - but I get really attached to certain physical things. And I was really attached to that B4, more so than any bass I’ve ever had.
It was stupid of me to sell it, and I knew that when I sold it. I remember when the dude came to pick it up, I was really unhappy when I handed it over to him to test out, I felt almost like someone was putting their hands on my GF. And when he left, I knew I had made the wrong decision.
I tried to get it back when that guy sold it, but he turned out to be a dick. When it popped up again, it seemed almost like Fate. Kinda like how the One Ring works to return to Sauron’s hand, this B4 was working its way back to me.
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Oh, yeah, I also sometimes anthropomorphize certain physical things, I never said I was right in the head.
Anyway, I had to have it back at whatever the cost, monetary or otherwise. Which meant the MiM Dim had to go, and I didn’t think twice about it. And, you know, the lesson cost me. All told I’ve spent probably three times what the bass is actually worth; I’ve actually bought this one bass twice, LOL. When I bought it originally, it came with a super nice Carvin OHSC and a cool Carvin strap; the guy I sold it to didn’t include those in his sale, so the guy I bought it back from didn’t have them. So on top of buying the bass twice I’m out a case and strap.
And I would do it again in a heartbeat. I really liked my Dim and because of the work I’d done on it I felt a connection to it, but… this was my B4, man.