I gotta say that as a sort of part-time blogger, I’m starting to really admire those guys (and gals) who manage to update their blogs daily, and even weekly. Between work, kids and fighting Weed War II in my lawn, I rarely have time to sit down and catch my breath.
However, as part of my Father’s Day goal to apply butt to couch as much as possible, I find myself with a bit of free time. I thought I might post something to get my creative juices flowing.
Now that my new home within my home is more or less completed, it’s time to actually have some fun in here. But as you might have noticed, I don’t confine my hobbies to just one or two interests. So, instead of making things up as I go, I’ve decided to put together a little “to-do” list as far as projects I’d like to get done in the near and not-so-near future.
I’ve been buildling models since about the age of ten and I’ve had a model workbench everywhere I’ve lived since 1989. I’m a huge military history buff and I used to build 1/35 scale armor models almost exclusively. However, in the years since my kids were born, I’d gotten bored with them, had less time and all but lost interest. They tended to be massive dust collectors and I had pretty much maxed out my skills on them.
In the years before our house fire, I’d started dabbling in Warhammer, 40K, Lord of the Rings miniatures, spacecraft and large scale figures. I actually had a pretty nice Warhammer Vampire Counts army progressing. Key word: had.
So, one day I was sitting on the bed watching TV and my beautiful wife walks in, glances at the overflowing bookshelf on her side of the bedroom and gets a thoughtful/perplexed look on her face. What’s important to know is that the bookcase in question was definitely NOT supposed to be overflowing with books.
When we moved into our new home after our fire, I’d agreed to finally give my wife the “big girl bedroom” that she’d wanted for years. For the last ten, our master bedroom had been a hot mess of wall-to-wall Late 20th Century Nerd style. I can admit now that it wasn’t pretty. Remember Mel Gibson’s apartment from Conspiracy Theory? Well, it was kinda like that on a hardcore nerd tip but without Mel’s roaches. And God love her, she never complained once.