You have tons of plastic coffee containers...and may not even drink coffee!
You start collecting empty brass in calibers for which you don't own guns...because, you know, eventually, you might have to get one..to use all the brass you've collected.
You can rattle off how much it costs you per round... based on which powder and bullet purchases you're using.
Sales involving plastic containers with lids, and 5 gallon buckets begin to peak your interest.
You go to the range primarily to shoot ammo so you can come home and reload the brass.
The first thing you do when you get to the range is to check the ground for fired brass.
During dinner at a restaurant, you hear a woman say "I have to go to the powder room" and you think to yourself: "you don't suppose...."
You refuse to leave the range until the brass you bring home exceeds what you shot.
When it's "recycle" day in the neighborhood, you scan everyone's recycle bin for empty coffee cans.
You have a reserved parking place at "The Container Store".
You're disappointed when all the brass is loaded and there is nothing to do!
When you find yourself dragged into Wal-mart, you don't mind accompanying your wife through the housewares & craft dept. looking for the latest in plastic storage bins.
You bring home more brass from the range then you brought.
You always looking on the ground at intersections for wheel weights.
You don't throw out used dryer sheets, because they go in the tumbler next!
You save used candle stubs and sawdust for fluxing your liquid lead.
You have all the local tire shops on speed dial to check for old wheel weights.
When you see a good deal on storage bins, you share with friends.
You know how many rounds of each caliber you can get out of a pound of powder.
You hear ammunition prices are coming down and think to yourself, "so what?"
You spend 2 hours reloading, and talk about it for 4 hours.
You use the last Ziploc freezer bag to store your cleaned brass in.
You know each rifle's pet load and trim specs by heart, but have difficulty remembering kids' or wives' birthdays or anniversaries.
When the only thing better than picking up your brass at the range is picking up OTHER people's brass at the range.
You have a section in your monthly budget for reloading.
You have distinct opinions about all things blue, red and green.
You own multiple sets of Micrometers and calipers.
You know how many grains there are in a pound.
You curse if you find a berdan primed case in your reloading machine "the hard way".
Spending $500 on new equipment to load a new caliber so you can save $ .16 cents per shot sounds like a great idea.
You find yourself stopping by the ammo section at Wal-mart just so you can enjoy a quiet laugh at what other people are paying per round for ammo these days.
By some miracle, you have successfully convinced your wife that you reload to save money.
You have small pistol primers embedded in the soles of your shoes.
Somehow, you find an extra $60 and you instantly think, "1000 primers, a pound of powder, and enough left over for lunch....."
You reload all the brass you can get your hands on but don't own a single gun.
You spend 6 hours in the reloading room and still want to spend more time there.
Your wife tells you that you need to get your brass shells out of the guest bathroom sink because we have guests coming over.
When spent brass can be found in every room of the house.
When you can tell your wife how much you saved, but can't explain why you are still broke...
You spend your entire vacation reloading everything on the shelves.
Your wife decided to try out the shoe-shelf for the new dryer, but she has to ask you how it works, since you've already used it to dry your brass.
You buy a Food Dehydrator to dry brass with...
You shoot the 10 ring out of your targets at the range, and still feel like the session was a disappointment because you came home with less brass than you brought......
When the people in the next bay give you their brass, you look at them as if they had given you gold.
When brass seems to have a higher value to you than gold.
When you damage a piece of brass beyond repair, or it's just worn out, you feel remorse over the loss of a loved one.
When you have four 5 gallon buckets of 9mm brass you know you'll never reload.
My main hobby started out as target practice. I loved to go to the range.
Then my hobby became reloading. While going to the range is still fun, I do it just so I can empty the brass to reload it.
Then my hobby became trying new powders, and shooting every round through my chronograph to document the performance of each load. I am now up to 21 different pistol powders and still looking for more.
Then my hobby became cleaning brass. Clean enough just won't do; it has to be SHINY. Ever since I got into wet tumbling, I now go to the range to make the brass dirty (not just empty). I pick up any brass I find, no matter how dirty or tarnished. I bought a single-stage press, and dedicated it for use with a universal decapper die, so I clean the primer pockets before I wet tumble.
Reloading and shooting is just a means to provide me with dirty brass to reload...
You start collecting empty brass in calibers for which you don't own guns...because, you know, eventually, you might have to get one..to use all the brass you've collected.
You can rattle off how much it costs you per round... based on which powder and bullet purchases you're using.
Sales involving plastic containers with lids, and 5 gallon buckets begin to peak your interest.
You go to the range primarily to shoot ammo so you can come home and reload the brass.
The first thing you do when you get to the range is to check the ground for fired brass.
During dinner at a restaurant, you hear a woman say "I have to go to the powder room" and you think to yourself: "you don't suppose...."
You refuse to leave the range until the brass you bring home exceeds what you shot.
When it's "recycle" day in the neighborhood, you scan everyone's recycle bin for empty coffee cans.
You have a reserved parking place at "The Container Store".
You're disappointed when all the brass is loaded and there is nothing to do!
When you find yourself dragged into Wal-mart, you don't mind accompanying your wife through the housewares & craft dept. looking for the latest in plastic storage bins.
You bring home more brass from the range then you brought.
You always looking on the ground at intersections for wheel weights.
You don't throw out used dryer sheets, because they go in the tumbler next!
You save used candle stubs and sawdust for fluxing your liquid lead.
You have all the local tire shops on speed dial to check for old wheel weights.
When you see a good deal on storage bins, you share with friends.
You know how many rounds of each caliber you can get out of a pound of powder.
You hear ammunition prices are coming down and think to yourself, "so what?"
You spend 2 hours reloading, and talk about it for 4 hours.
You use the last Ziploc freezer bag to store your cleaned brass in.
You know each rifle's pet load and trim specs by heart, but have difficulty remembering kids' or wives' birthdays or anniversaries.
When the only thing better than picking up your brass at the range is picking up OTHER people's brass at the range.
You have a section in your monthly budget for reloading.
You have distinct opinions about all things blue, red and green.
You own multiple sets of Micrometers and calipers.
You know how many grains there are in a pound.
You curse if you find a berdan primed case in your reloading machine "the hard way".
Spending $500 on new equipment to load a new caliber so you can save $ .16 cents per shot sounds like a great idea.
You find yourself stopping by the ammo section at Wal-mart just so you can enjoy a quiet laugh at what other people are paying per round for ammo these days.
By some miracle, you have successfully convinced your wife that you reload to save money.
You have small pistol primers embedded in the soles of your shoes.
Somehow, you find an extra $60 and you instantly think, "1000 primers, a pound of powder, and enough left over for lunch....."
You reload all the brass you can get your hands on but don't own a single gun.
You spend 6 hours in the reloading room and still want to spend more time there.
Your wife tells you that you need to get your brass shells out of the guest bathroom sink because we have guests coming over.
When spent brass can be found in every room of the house.
When you can tell your wife how much you saved, but can't explain why you are still broke...
You spend your entire vacation reloading everything on the shelves.
Your wife decided to try out the shoe-shelf for the new dryer, but she has to ask you how it works, since you've already used it to dry your brass.
You buy a Food Dehydrator to dry brass with...
You shoot the 10 ring out of your targets at the range, and still feel like the session was a disappointment because you came home with less brass than you brought......
When the people in the next bay give you their brass, you look at them as if they had given you gold.
When brass seems to have a higher value to you than gold.
When you damage a piece of brass beyond repair, or it's just worn out, you feel remorse over the loss of a loved one.
When you have four 5 gallon buckets of 9mm brass you know you'll never reload.
My main hobby started out as target practice. I loved to go to the range.
Then my hobby became reloading. While going to the range is still fun, I do it just so I can empty the brass to reload it.
Then my hobby became trying new powders, and shooting every round through my chronograph to document the performance of each load. I am now up to 21 different pistol powders and still looking for more.
Then my hobby became cleaning brass. Clean enough just won't do; it has to be SHINY. Ever since I got into wet tumbling, I now go to the range to make the brass dirty (not just empty). I pick up any brass I find, no matter how dirty or tarnished. I bought a single-stage press, and dedicated it for use with a universal decapper die, so I clean the primer pockets before I wet tumble.
Reloading and shooting is just a means to provide me with dirty brass to reload...
