Alternate title: Worst Hobby Room Tour Ever
Seriously though, is there a worse hobby for moving house than wargaming? Maybe horse-breeding? Restoring old cars?
OK, I guess any pastime where one collects things, living or not, is problematic for a big move. Wargaming proves no exception, especially for those of us who focus mostly on the DIY/crafting aspects of the hobby.
My wife and I have been planning a move since the springtime, and it’s finally here. The house is under contract and soon we’ll be leaving after 10 years in the same abode. Unlike past moves, we’re downsizing drastically instead of just shipping everything. Getting the house prepped for showing over the last month meant getting rid of many things, forcing me to do a lot of self-reflection.
A decade is a lot of time to accumulate junk, especially when you have the “scratch-builder’s eye”. “
Ooo, that food packaging looks like the perfect robo-tank turret. I’m sure I’ll use that soon; let me just put that here in the attic for safe keeping”. Of course, I never used most of the stuff I squirreled away, and that came back to haunt me when I finally had to get rid of it.
How much crap did I collect? Behold, the hoard!

Our house features a luxurious “crawlspace“ that’s closer to a basement, with enough headspace for me to stand and hang Christmas lights from the floor joists… the perfect man-cave. And a perfect place to store every bit of foam for terrain making. Of course, no major metropolitan administration wants to deal with foam so getting rid of this pile-o-plastic looked problematic. Luckily, one of my gamer friends came to the rescue and took it all! To sweeten the deal, I gave him a box of thousands of Middle Earth CCG cards. And you know what? I don’t miss them at all.
I also gave my friend my
DIY airbrush spray booth. Since the prices of those duct fans have jumped so drastically in the last year, that one hurt a little. So why not take it with me? The missus and I are planning on moving internationally, and unfortunately, very few of our electrical devices will work properly or safely in our new home. Oh well; it’ll give me a chance to build a new and improved (sorry George Carlin) version of the spray booth.
My D&D compatriot saved me from the crawlspace hoard, but no one could help me deal with the real man-cave, the hobby room. Spending over half of my five decades of life in “conveyances of war”, as the VA calls them, has left my back, neck, and spine an angry mess. Prowling eBay all these years to slowly rebuild my RPG and wargame collection felt good; boxing them all up and carrying them off to storage in a single day did not. Why did I have to pick upstairs for the hobby space?
Halfway through my packing up of the hobby space, I decided to capture its memory with a panoramic picture. A pity I didn’t think of this BEFORE I started dismantling it. Oh well. Below I present my half-dismantled hobby room, with the description that follows serving as the Worst Hobby Room Tour Ever.

I shot this panoramic photo sitting on a swivel chair against the middle of the north wall of the room. The far left side of the photo therefore actually shows looking directly East along that wall, while the right side of the photo shows looking directly West. More simply put: the entry door and the window actually sit opposite each other. Great lesson-learned for me: when shooting panoramic photos, maybe do two 90 degree shots versus one 180 degree pic.
Starting on the left, we see my custom computer desk. I got a bit of ribbing from my wife for this, but I constructed the desk out of insulation foam board for the table top, mounted on top of cheap MDF book cases. My design focused on two things: affordability and space-utilization. A small closet near the room’s entry door breaks up the space, creating a little “L”-shaped nook. Using insulation foam meant I could easily cut the table top to not only perfectly to sit in this corner, but also conform around my normal sitting position using an organic curve. The missus wanted me to get some fancy kidney-shaped IKEA office desk or some such, but I preferred the price on this custom build.
Continuing to the right we see a stack of nine plastic 3-drawer organizers. Although a jumbled pile and empty in this picture, during the hobby room glory days the organizers sat snugly in a nine-cube MDF storage shelf, each drawer crammed full of all manner of tools, parts, and supplies.
On the floor just in front of the stack of organizers sit three cardboard boxes, ready to ship off to Noble Knight Games. The boxes hold about 1/3 of my RPG collection, including all of my 1st Edition AD&D books. Yes, I finally sold them. Don’t despair though, I only sold those RPGs from my collection that I knew I could get (or already have), legitimately, on PDF.
Against the south wall lies a small door to the attic, which runs the entire length of the house and is SO convenient to access. Just imagine how easy it would be to throw unfinished projects in there. Trust me, it was. Oh dear...
Just past the attic entrance and almost hidden by the chair, sits an empty nine-cube MDF shelf system. Although we have (er… had) a separate library, I kept most of my RPGs and wargames on this shelf. It was a beautiful sight to behold, with every cube full and books and cards overflowing to cover the top. All of those games now sit in storage (or have been sold); all that is except my copy of
Leaving Earth (and expansions), as seen in the picture. My absolute favorite gaming experience of the last decade, Leaving Earth will be hand-carried in my luggage so it can be the inaugural game in the new home.
Moving on, we see in the center of the picture, my gaming table, which indeed occupied the center of the room. Another custom creation, the table consisted of three layers of insulation foam board, resting on top of more MDF bookcases and covered by a felt gaming cloth. I stored my terrain in cardboard boxes wedged between the bookcases; these served to prop up the table’s center and prevent sagging. The stitching process of the panoramic picture makes the table top appear triangular; in fact the quite rectangular table top had 1.0m x 1.2m sides.
The bookcases on the far side of the table held all my old CCGs. Closer to the viewer we see the white cabinet with the door ajar. My miniatures lived in here, stacked tightly in storage boxes that shared space with boardgames. My miniature collection took up a surprisingly small amount of room but only because most of the figures are not based or painted, if even removed from their packaging at all!
Various hobby gear sits on top of the table, my trusty Milliput and Sculpey, my faithful paper cutter, my cliche Crown Royal tin of dice, and my pewter casting kit in the foreground.
Just left of the west-facing window sits my three-tiered supply shelf. The photo shows a cluttered top shelf but in normal practice I kept this surface clear for measuring and mixing silicone, resins, plasters and such. The plastic bins hold all the various media I dabbled in but never mastered: oil and polymer clays, sculpting and casting waxes, and all the requisite tools.
We have a wonderful organization here in my (current) hometown called a “creative reuse” where folks can donate crafting supplies that are then resold to generate money for charity. The store portion is “pay-what-you-can” so it’s incredibly fortunate that I never discovered this place years ago. I would have so much more to get rid of! Anyways, I found this organization when we decided to downsize, so a majority of the hobby room ended up there. I’m already kicking myself about a few of the donations. I had a beautiful slab of homemade toy wax that I could’ve easily shipped to the new place.
Still with me? Almost done.
Our final stop, sitting right of the window is my primary crafting space, the drafting table. The mouth of my homemade airbrush booth rests at the back of the table, with the remaining components neatly tucked underneath. My reliable, 14 year old Ott light illuminates my craft tool bag, a fancy shaving kit I was gifted (and promptly repurposed).
Over one hundred square feet of dedicated hobby space (not even including the crawlspace). It was great while it lasted!
If you’ve made it this far, I’m amazed and appreciative. In hindsight, I think this post was more for me than for you, just so I can remember the good hobby times in this house.