That's how things have been lately. Picture perfect. I know I am starting to sound like a broken record and people are looking for some drama. They're just isn't any here. Things have been so well that I have been enjoying my hobbies to the point of being enthralled. Beforehand, I haven't felt mentally able to enjoy my hobby, model railroading, in years.
Today, I still have tons of stuff in storage over at my late grandmother's house. My air brush and air compressor. Boxes and boxes. All my model railroading supplies. I am going to drive over and see if I can bring some home. I look forward to putting together my spare desk and using that as my hobby center.
Also, I actually have a spare bedroom to turn into a modest rail empire and my father thought that was a great idea. All the pieces to this puzzle that has been my life these past few years is coming together. The penultimate experience is me getting to enjoy life for a change. No addictions that always robbed me of time and money. No mental illness that always made me feel wonky and confused. Just smooth sailing and I think I deserve some time like that after years of upheaval.