Saw a great program on public television tonight. It detailed excursion railroads throughout the United States. Of course, one of the ones they featured was the Mount Shasta scenic train. It made me lonesome for home to see the mountain again.

Lately, I've been wondering what was going through my mind last year when we were still in Siskiyou County. I looked at all the things I wanted to do when we moved back there and all the things I still want to do. Like go to the caves or visit all the places around there that I loved. We didn't even go sledding in the winter! I just sat around lamenting about being injured and badmouthing Mordor.

I know that if we somehow make it back I'll not do that again. I want to take the girls camping in the deep woods, I want to raft down the Sacramento River, I want to be alive again and enjoy the things I once loved. I want to show these joys to my kids.

So much time and energy is wasted on chasing the better life. Games Workshop was a monumental mistake. I should have stayed in Mount Shasta and made a life for us there. Oh well, hindsight is 20/20.

Perhaps I said it once before... every time we left Siskiyou County we met with disaster. It's only when we lived there that we had a comfortable and happy life.