in my 20s-30s I smoked daily and drink a bottle of a favorite italian red a night just to pass out from work. Did all the fake yuppie sht in the 80's and luckily did all the drugs I could get my hands on before I left high school.Eventually you grow out of all that of that stuff. You realize the best weed, nicest car, nicest house, best stereo system, designer clothes, latest tech or kitchen knife collection is just all a loser's game. Life is allot simpler now, just work/teach. do your chores, play when you can and rest. No need to impress anyone anymore male or female, I guess that comes with old age.
In the old days you saved up for a while and bought a big board, well made and heavily glassed to last you a life time, maybe pass it down to your kids. But then money came in to play and like everything else it became more about volume than quality. Every great shaper will tell you the same, the bro deal, the shop pressures, the cutting corners to pump out product. It took over the business like every other business producing a commodity. So now you have production producers and you have your "arteests". If I see something interesting I buy and try it. It either lives up to its promise and works or it doesn't. But you are constantly learning with each adventure.
I store 2 dozen in a variety of racks at home and another little over a dozen or so in cold storage with the rest of my crap. Specialty boards especially epoxies in cold storage, daily drivers at home. I usually take 3-4 boards with me when I head out. Never know what the conditions/crowd will be until you get there. Start short and work my way up in length as the day goes on and my arms peter out from each session. Go home depleted but happy.