Legos. I want Legos. All the Legos.
Between writing sessions and shifts at “the real job” and the impending holidays, I’m a little stressball. Sleep-deprived, anxious, ear infection little stressball.
I’ve been eyeing this set of Legos at a local retailer for a few weeks and finally splurged. It’s better than any adult coloring book or oddly scented candles.
But with the holidays, come rampant consumerism and I’m not immune. I want more sets!
Dinosaurs and wizards and Jedi. Oh my.