Two months ago I declared war on my pile of shame. Five hundred unbuilt miniatures. A plastic pension fund. I made rules. I made a plan. I invited you to hold me accountable.

Here’s the report.

The Numbers

• Darkwater box: 49 minis built. This was the Warhammer Quest box and it was the perfect starting project — self-contained, clear endpoint, satisfying as hell to finish.
• New Blood Bowl box: 26 minis built. Two full teams ready to get absolutely demolished on the pitch.
• Chaos Dwarf team: 14 minis built. These angry little guys are ready to play.
• Mini of the month: 1. Because even sprinting through the backlog you gotta stop and paint something pretty.

Total: 90 miniatures built. 18% of the pile. In under two months.

And — this is the part I’m most proud of — zero new purchases. Not one. The rule is holding. New minis only come in when the same number go out, and I haven’t earned any yet. Which means for the first time in possibly years, the pile is exclusively shrinking.

The Problem

I ran out of glue.

I know. I know. Ninety miniatures deep into the most productive hobby streak of my life and I’m stopped dead because I didn’t buy a second tube of plastic cement. I assembled 90 models and didn’t once think “hey, this glue seems lighter than it used to be, maybe I should plan ahead.”

This is the most me thing that has ever happened to me.

What’s Next

Glue is being ordered. The momentum is real and I’m not letting a logistics failure kill it. Once I’m restocked, the plan continues — more Blood Bowl teams, then the Age of Sigmar pile. The mountain is smaller than it was in January and I intend to keep it that way.

Do The Sprue is working. The pile has a number now, and the number is going down. That’s all I ever wanted.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go buy glue.