Frickin’ LEGO sets. I just need to get this out because I am keenly aware of my neurosis and I have to type it out and share. My older son is a Star Wars nerd. He geeks out so much on Star Wars that sometimes I wonder if it will all be a phase, or if he will end up as one of those ‘special individuals’ that still goes to Star Wars conventions at age 40. Nothing against those people… really. I know some (ahem, you know who you are.) I’m just wondering what I have to look forward to.
But I digress…
Back to LEGO sets. We have quite a few Star Wars LEGOs and their associated mini figs. Ours line up on Pinterest plagiarized frames which double as wall deco. (Thank you Mr. C.) And the sets themselves (aka. Star Ships, Land Walkers and the like) line shelves in the kid’s room. I know there is so much more out there. (I sadly admit we have an Amazon wish list consisting of just such Star Wars LEGO sets) So I know we have not even scratched the surface of the disaster it could be…
When friends come over to play at our house, the first thing they seem to want to do is destroy the LEGO sets. (Oddly, by shooting at them with Nerf Guns…) ARGH BOYS! Can’t you just sit at a table and do homework or make a craft project??? It’s like a losing battle. I am all for creative free-building with LEGOs, but that’s why we have a whole separate bin full of blocks just for that, damn it! I’ve resorted to “hiding” the sets before play dates, but we have so many that it’s impossible to just stash all of them under the beds or in a closet or wherever. And because of my crazy Type A personality, I am left with gray and white bits of Rebel Fleets and Empire Destroyers that need to be reconstructed late into the night. And I do it. I break out the instruction booklets because I’m that freak. Forget the people that go to Star Wars conventions, I’m the true weirdo here! I blame it on my architecture background and the all-nighters I used to pull. By around 10PM, my husband just shakes his head and plods off to bed.
I want more than anything to Kragle this LEGO shit-pile we own. But I don’t, because then who am I? Lord Business?
But tonight, I just might do it. I just might break out the Krazy Glue and go to town. Because the time I waste putting LEGO sets back together could be spent elsewhere. I could read a book on meditation. Heck, I could just sit and actually meditate!
Meditate on how stupid it is that I care so much about LEGO sets staying intact to the point that I felt compelled to write about it.
– President Business’ alter ego