I like it. I don't like it.

Have you ever had the experience of realising that you don't like something that you thought you actually liked? You never really thought about it too much, you just presumed you liked that thing, but then for whatever reason were made aware that you didn't? I used to work with a guy that thought he liked Belle & Sebastian. He had bought albums and even concert tickets but shortly before the concert, he realised that, no, he didn't actually like Belle & Sebastian. They were too whiny. I recently had a similar experience. I have this set of 2 coffee mugs that I've had for 12 years now. I still lived in Ontario when I got them; when I moved out west, I packed them up with all of my things that I wanted to hang on to, that I would collect and start using again at a later date. Over the years I have slowly whittled away at that pile, actually shipping or bringing a bunch of these things out here, also getting rid of lots of things that I thought I needed or wanted, but realising that since I hadn't actually used these things in 10 or more years, I didn't obviously need or really even want them. Five years ago I spent a year living in Toronto and I used those coffee mugs then; I even packed them up when I returned out here, putting them back into that pile to be collected and used at a later date. Finally in December when I was back home for the holidays I got around to shipping these mugs out here along with a number of other things. One morning last week, I was drinking my morning coffee in one of those mugs and I thought: "This is a crappy mug." Ergonomically it is poorly designed plus it is somewhat cheaply made. I'll probably give them another chance, but I think most likely they'll be going away. Sorry you two mugs, but thanks for the memories.