Readying The Nursery

That's right . . .in addition to parenting a teenager (see last post), I've also become the proud parent of  . . . several dozen . . . ACTION FIGURES.   They are all boys (at least I think, from their gender neutral plastic bits it's kind of hard to tell) and are all quite healthy, encased in their little plastic shrouds. 

Apparently, I unwittingly adopted all of these creatures when I married Freak.  As luck would have it, our courtship was between Star Wars movies and all of his little action figure children were back in St. Louis, safely out of sight in large blue plastic tubs.  So, I did not have to face the reality of sharing my home with so many little men.   

Now however, fate has converged to make me the custodian of all these little pieces of uselessness.  While in St. Louis, Freak sold the house he owned there,  and boxed up the rest of his crap  belongings,  and after a long truck ride (Thanks U-Pack!),  my garage is now overflowing with boxes o'stuff. 

Stuff including two very large, VERY HEAVY, video games,  papers from every phase of Freak's life, question items of decor (A Star Wars throw?  The star ship enterprise as art? Assorted items of ex-girlfriend memorabilia? Merge has absolutely nothing on us).

The most pressing item on Freak's agenda is not organizing his stuff--nope it's acquiring more plastic Star Wars figures.  Apparently, all the little plastic men have been VERY lonely in St. Louis.  The companionship of their dozens of brothers is not sufficient.  Besides the DETAIL of the new figures! The new outfits! The limited editions!  I mean how could you NOT want to adopt this and give it a good home? 

Eight more little men have come to live with us--just since the weekend.  I'm not sure I'm prepared to deal with multiples like this.  How exactly does one care and feed for so many little men, all in need of love and attention?
So my question to you, dear Internet, is really quite simple. 

What sort of nursery would be appropriate for all my new children?  Their current blue plastic "room" is quite crowded.  I was thinking of some sort of bunk-bed shelving system that would allow their proud papa to admire them daily, but they are sensitive little buggers and must be protected from excessive heat and light.  They also need to be isolated from their animal siblings, who love a good plastic chew.  I want to be a GOOD mother to all my little plastic sons. Would a dark corner of the basement be inappropriate? There's a nice closet under the stairs - - -perhaps they could play Harry Potter . . . .

Comments

[QC]

I can SO relate. QuirkyGuy has several boxes of Toy Story and Star Wars collectibles, as well as old comic books.

They never really do grow up, do they?

[eve]

You guys should go to the next Star Wars Con in town (<-- Oh Lord, did I just say that????) or a collectibles store. There are all sorts of options you can find at places like those ranging from the cheap [pressboard shelves anyone?] to the "My collectibles live better than I do" options with the UV ratings and such.

I used to work in the collectibles industry. I can honestly say, collectors are crazy. They like it when we say that about them. It's a compliment. :) he he he

[clanna]

This has got to be about your funniest blog ever. And the comment by Eve is about as good - thanks for a good laugh both of you!
(don't forget "The Indian in the Cupboard"... maybe the little men will come alive and escape to the yard some day, won't that be fun for Caylsis ?)

[Carrie]

I think a nice shelving system is a good idea. Or maybe little drawers they could lie in and be safe. Well, kinda coffin-like, huh? I say put them up on a shelf high over the bed and let them guard you while you sleep!