There's an idea in some minimalist blogs that there is a One True Path. Down the road of clean desks, white furniture and Apple products, there lies the nirvana of minimalism - a perfection, if you will.
Thankfully, not everyone believes this. But the notion that you can perfect a certain aspect of your life through the little that you do own is both more general and even more pervasive. So you've decided you need an MP3 player in your life? Time to buckle down and find the perfect one. If you have issues with it, it's because it isn't perfect. Eliminate what isn't perfect and keep hunting.
In this endless hunt for quality, we waste our time and attention. Sure, it's good to have passion for what you do, and there's no honor in settling for something lesser. But something lesser than what? This ideal of perfection in your mind? The endless walk towards the horizon of potential perfection. It never comes.
The things in my life that give me the greatest pleasure are the ones I never thought to replace or upgrade. Coming to terms with "this is good enough for me" is a very powerful action. To be direct, the reason why anyone sticks with a platform (such as OSX or Linux) and defends it is because they arbitrarily decided that this is the one for them, which lead way to fanaticism and nationalism. Ignoring the latter part, perhaps it's just healthier to throw your hands up in the air, say, "I'm not doing this anymore" and sticking with what you've got if it bloody works.
I'm not saying you should put up with something that doesn't work or something that doesn't match you. I'm just saying that expecting too much more after "good enough" is pointless.