Well I finally did it and sold my 1500. I have mixed emotions about selling it but the guy I sold it to is the perfect one for the bike. It was really hard to think about parting with it after 14 years just after I bought the 1800. But the time has come since she just sits there and I dont have as much separation anxiety about it now.
The guy called me up out of the blue and said he was thinking about the bike and wanted to buy it.
He had not seen it in a month so when he called I was a bit surprised. But he came in and gave me a small deposit and will give me the rest next week. He's not going to take it right away and what was funny is just after he came in another guy came by and said he wanted the bike. Heck it only sat there for a couple of years.
I didn't have a for sale sign on it and didn't list it because I wasn't actively selling it.

Only dont tell the wife
I cleaned her up and took her for a small ride and thought how enjoyable it was to ride and how different it is from the 1800. I am actually more happy than sad since hopefully he will ride her more than I have. It was time to sell her while she is still in her prime and she will do him proud. I looked and added up all the extras and sighed a bit. I thought unless I part the bike out Ill never get that back, but just couldn't bring myself to strip her down.
I really love my 1800 though it does more of what I want a bike to do easier, although the 1500 is such a cool looking bike. I find myself going slower on the 1500 and looking around more.
Tonight coming home after dinner and Christmas shopping the air was a bit cooler and the Christmas lights were up and the bike just cruised right along with the familiar note coming from the engine and exhaust and I though it was a bit of heaven. There is nothing like the sights sounds and wind in your face to make you forget about things and bring your focus on the ride. As I turned the corner someone had their fireplace going since I could smell the smoke. It trully feels like Christmas after being out and experiencing the sights and sounds. Funny how that happens all of sudden something, like a smell or a feeling clicks and you know the time of year.