The Trains Have Taken Over!

It's been a while. Since the last time I wrote, I suffered the effects of the Writers' Strike (lots of Noggin kiddie shows and reality TV), witnessed my husband spend about $500 on Thomas the Tank Engine paraphinalia (sp?) for our son, officially decided to postpone my Ed.D. and persue a Masters from NAU, and have survived a very ugly period in my marriage. Actually, that's not over yet...but out of respect for my husband, I will refrain from commenting on that here.

Mood wise, I have been stable. I am so proud to type that! I have my periods of woe, but I can pick myself up out of them. I'm even beginning to get over my fear that I could slip back into a depressive episode at any moment, because I know that I can control my thinking, which affects my feelings.

Now that my mood isn't holding me hostage, the trains have taken over my home and my life. Here's a picture to help you imagine:


That particular picture isn't as good at showing exactly how much STUFF we now have in our living room area. Here's another:


At first I was intrigued by these wooden trains with facial features, but now I think I've become disenchanted. I can't even remember what my house looked like pre-Alex!

My one comforting thought is that I might be able to make a pretty penny on all the trains and the accessories on Ebay...