Walking through the local shopping centre last week, I passed a homewares store and got all deflated. I'm not one of those interior decorator whizzbang types who can make their surroundings beautiful just by - well, I don't know. I went through my usual "But I don't need any stuff" phase. And then the next day was a really bad day. It was saved from being a 'C' by an email from a great friend, and seeing a bush turkey freaked out on the roof next door. And I made some possibly unnecessary (but happiness-inducing) purchases for bedroom decor. So far, only stage one is complete, but I've nearly completed stages 2, 3, and 4.
The vase I am justifying by the fact that I was without a large vase, the others having broken (sad face).