Oh man, this hits home. I got so stuck on the number on the slab that I stopped seeing the story inside (and honestly, the plastic case just feels wrong). I just bought a really beat up copy of Silver Surfer #4 last week because I love the story, and reading it felt way better than just staring at a perfect one on a shelf.
I was totally caught up in that grading chase too. When did a number on a slab matter more than the actual comic? Switching to raw books let me connect with the stories I loved as a kid. My collection looks less perfect now, but I actually spend time with it. Isn't the point to enjoy these things, not just own them?