I'll chime in, although I am NOT a collector. But,.........
I was born in 1955, and I spent my childhood in Europe. Mom was a college professor, and she didn't do much cleaning. Before WW2 her (and Dad's) family owned vast properties, servants, employees, and staff. They were officially "nobility". Dad was a part of diplomatic corps after the war, although he served "the other side" in that war. Since I was born ten years after the war, all riches, properties, servants, and staff were gone (the "nobility" was not recognized any more, for they were on the loosing side of that war!).
Mom was more interested in theater, opera, and philharmonic performances, than house cleaning. It was "beneath" her. Dad was killed in 1962, somewhere in Europe (Italy). Growing up, I was often embarrassed to bring my friends to our home. And then I started cleaning! Everything in sight. Fast forward few years, and I am in uniform (serving my country, country my parents adopted after the war), and "order and discipline" (along with cleanliness!), was an imperative.
I always loved animals (all kinds), and was surrounded with them most of my life (and animals do their part is creating mess!). So today,......I live on 140 acre horse ranch. In the main house that was built in 1880s, and I often say that I was born "too late". I don't have Facebook account, I detest Twitter, and everything else called "social media". My home is furnished, and decorated with the furniture, and appliances from the years gone by (restored, and in museum quality condition). I also have antique telephones (working), I am drinking my morning coffee right now, that my wife made in the old "dripolator" (just a few examples). I cook almost every day (gourmet meals from scratch, never anything from can, never fast food, never "prepackaged stuff", if I'm not, my wife does. We drive modern vehicles, and that is the only concession we give to the century we live in.
We were married in Tombstone, AZ in the period clothes from the time of the infamous gunfight at OK Corral (the whole wedding party), with horses, guns, and everything that goes with that period. This is who we are,.....people born too late!
Since I've been cleaning almost my whole life, I was naturally interested in the "best performing" vacuum for the job. But not just "the best" (most of the name brands are pretty equal in performance). It also had to have the "looks" (artfully designed machine with the appeal of the years gone by), "sound", and "quality" (no plastic, which I detest!). And then I "discovered" Kirby! (just a little over a month ago now, so I am definitely not one of you! LOL)
And now I have four of them, and it will probably be enough for me. There are six horses, four dogs, three cats, five cars, three motorcycles, countless guns.......(guess you see where I'm going with this?) in this household, and ONE of me. I don't have time left in a day, to take care off all of it. Accumulating things without giving them proper care/maintenance/love/attention is not how I live. But regardless of how hectic my day is (and you can imagine, vets, farriers, trees that need to be trimmed, animals to be fed on schedule....I also cook for my dogs!), .....I need to find the time to vacuum my house. The whole house. Daily. Wife says (jokingly) that I'm sick, but very few things calm me down such as freshly vacuumed house. And I vacuum later in the day (not in the morning), before I start cooking. Wife works full time, and by the time she gets home, house is clean, dinner is on the stove, fire is roaring in the fireplace, and we sit next to it, enjoy a cocktail, and share the stories about the day gone by. Dogs are at our feet, horses are prancing right outside the window, and our little world is PERFECT!
There are wars out there (and I did my part in three of them), there are gangs and drugs (just down the mountain), and terrorist attacks all over the world. We read about it, we sympathize, and we get on our horses, and ride into the wilderness. We cook in the cast iron on the open fire. We practice with our guns. And try to live in times when this country still had a meaning (if you know what I mean?). And that's it.