What if there was a Lego library for adults?

A friend and I were talking about this concept the other day and how epic that would be to be able to just borrow a Lego set, build it, and then return it back when you’re done for the next person to use.

Save money. Minimize waste. Have fun.

I’m sure this actually exists (nothing around here though – I’ve checked).

What’s been sticking with me after this conversation, though, isn’t that this was some revolutionary idea.

Actually what’s sticking with me is rage.

Rage that I would absolutely love to spend my time setting up something like a Lego library for the local community. But guess what that doesn’t fucking do?

Pay me.

Guess what else doesn’t pay me?

My writing. Helping people eat more vegetarian. Creating astrological design reports. Watching children. Assembling IKEA furniture. Dog walking. Video editing. Life coaching. Website building. Baking. Designing fish tanks. Systematizing shit.

I have so many interests and things that I would do for free for others. Because I enjoy them.

But how many of them do I do?

None.

Except the writing because maybe I’m still delusional enough to think that could somehow someday lead to a paycheck. God knows I’ve tried building businesses out of so many of the other things to no avail.

But why the fuck do I have to turn everything I’m good at or want to do or help with into a money-making opportunity to justify spending my time on it?

I seriously don’t do any of the things I’m good at or volunteer my time or services to other people. Why? Because I’m too damn busy trying to figure out how the fuck to survive. I’m spending all my time doing something else I don’t give two shits about hoping it pays the bills.

And I would venture to bet I’m not the only one who feels like this.

You cannot convince me that if people didn’t work, they would just laze their days away. We would all get bored with scrolling and Netflix after a week.

We would have people spending their days in community gardens producing food. People buying a keg and saying “hey neighbors, come help me renovate my house.” People collecting clothes and setting up free “shops” for people to come swap things out.

We all have skills and interests and things we would offer to others just because we actually like doing them.

Can we sustain a society like that? Probably not. I release the universality of this concept to someone else in the universe to figure out. I’m just ranting here.

Because FUCK.

Can I just spend my time figuring out how to start a local Lego library please?

XO – Bailee

September 21, 2026