My birthday was last month, and I’m a firm believer in not doing anything you have to do on your birthday. But I was getting really sick of the box.So, instead of breaking it down and getting rid of it, I decided to take some of my husband’s advice and do something fun with it. He suggested we take it over to our brother and sister-in-law’s house and let their kids have at it, but I wanted to have at it myself. (Sorry, Lindsay.)
If you don’t know, the TARDIS is the Doctor’s time machine, and it can go anywhere in time and space. As I was making it, I thought of all the places and times I would visit if it were real. I would go see ancient Rome, watch the first performance of Handel’s Messiah, see Stonehenge being built. And not just serious things: I would get myself on television at the first moon landing, give Caligula the Rorschach test, and arm-wrestle Joan of Arc. I added silly drawings and a self-destruct button; some dominoes to make a time calculator; a bunch of random kitchen utensils as levers and knobs.
Honestly, I just had fun. No reason, no kids to use as an excuse, no adults to scold me; just me being silly because I could.
I hope you all do this as well from time to time. Many of you have kids, but how many of you step outside of the adult role and just play? If you haven’t done it in a while, I highly recommend it. Don’t worry about the mess; sometimes it lasts for a while, but so do the memories.
As for me, it’s a month later, and the TARDIS is still front and center in my living room. Take that, mid-twenties.