When I draw the line with something and declare "I'm done", I really am done.

I get muley and sell what it was that annoyed me as quickly as I remove a rock from my boot. I don't much entertain the idea of placing a different rock back in my boot to give it a try.

I'm probably missing out on a lot of good stuff by being stingy with my second chances....like my .380 experience.

Decades ago when the North American Arms .380 Guardian came out I just had to have one. I worked for 10 years trying to like it. After all, it was the perfect size for pocket carry and it was American made.

That little thing was flawless....except it was heavy and I couldn't even see if it had sights on it. I really tried to talk myself into love with that little stainless steel auto.

As heavy as it was, it still had a very snappy recoil. And it was heavy.

In the end, I ended up talking myself out of love and traded it on a revolver. Every now and then I go back to the LGS where I abandoned my .380 dream boat. It's still laying there in the counter where I left it.

I'm done with .380 too.
Now I know it and have accepted it.