First of all, happy belated birthday wombat2go!
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Thanks to everyone for replying! I'm glad to know that there are others who went through a similar situation.
My collection of guitars is actually very small compared to what others may have. I only have four. The first of them is a natural 1975 Fender P-Bass. It's big and heavy with low output pickups. The bass originally had Seymour Duncan Quarter Pounders when I bought. Thanks to the power of eBay I purchased period correct pickups and swapped them in. The second is a "frankenstein" Squier Stratocaster. It was my most recent purchase from over a year ago. I stripped the original tobacco burst finish and it is ready to be repainted. The neck was scalloped and it feels really nice. My third guitar is a Chinese made ES-335 knock-off. It has a brand name of "Glen Burton". I have no idea who Mr. Burton is or was. This brand of guitars was being blown out on eBay a few years back. I bought two different models thinking I would keep one. My hope was this would kick start my playing. I sold the Gibson Memphis copy because it sounded awful and kept the ES-335. The ES-335 has mediocre pickups but it absolutely sings acoustically! Whoever in China made this one knew what they were doing. Finally, my fourth guitar is 1974 Fender Stratocaster. Unlike the P-Bass which is big and heavy this one is feather light! It barely tips the scales over 7 pounds. The neck pickups are buttery smooth and the bridge and middle pickups jingle and jangle in a way that only a Strat can do. It started off missing the neck and middle pickups. I bought a pickguard assembly with a missing bridge pickup and put together a complete assembly. With a straight neck and clean frets this guitar is perfect, perfect, perfect. It probably would make an excellent studio instrument. The guitars hang on my wall and receive very little play time. Just like patrick9, my callouses aren't there anymore. When I do play it's not for the hours like I used to. It's only for a few minutes.
I really appreciate monochrome's view of stewardship. It's not a foreign idea to me but I probably lost sight of it in my mind. The Fenders came to me incomplete and I feel a bit like I restored them. The Squier was co-created. I make the body while the previous owner scalloped the neck. Only the ES-335 knock off is as-is. Maybe I can say that I've done my bit and I can pass it off to someone else who can do more. I'll plug the holes in the wall that had the hooks and move on.
But, I still feel attached in a way that is similar to how magkelly describes her dolls. Having these guitars, to which I am for some reason attached, makes me happy. I suppose it is hoarding in a way since I'm holding on to them for a sense of security. Looking at them makes me happy, especially when I come from work. The golden hour sun falls on them just right.
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I never really thought of their presence as being therapeutic but I suppose it is in a way. MD Optofonik's message makes me think about what the guitars represent. In some way they are a symbol of my creative engine and they were (are?) an ingredient of my personality and constitution.
Oh, and by the way, MD Optofonik, your story about your rods and fishing gear was wonderful!
I guess I have some more philosophical abstract thinking to do.