I have been reminded, lately, how therapeutic it is to build models - in my case, model trains. It was, of course, the result of all that unpackratting we did - are doing - will be doing for a while yet. We ran across my trains.
When I was a little boy, I had a Lionel train set I was only allowed to set up at Christmas - around the tree. When I got bigger, I decided I like HO trains better than Lionel O27 gauge because the HO stuff was more lifelike. Smaller, yes, but the track is more realistic.
I have always enjoyed building models. Planes, cars, and trains. I'm going to publish pictures of my recent work this coming Wednesday. For Wordless Wednesday.
Anyway, I have re-found my yen for playing with my trains. Yes, I am still a boy at heart. That's why you love me. Except for any male readers. You guys like trains, too.
I know that last thing doesn't make any sense.