I bought a Himalayan salt lamp mentioned by Patti at the New Sixty on this post. Eventually, as I meditate next to it, that void I try to fill with stuff will be healed. That's how I justified that purchase. That and they are really cool and I wanted one.
My vacuum cleaner, the one that was supposed to pick up bowling balls with its powerful suction, but in fact did little more than push cat kibble around the kitchen floor, made its way to the scrap metal bin (even tho' it was mostly plastic as things are these days). Of course that had to be replaced. I bought a bagless Eureka that promised: "thanks to the state-of-the-art Whirlwind® Cyclonic Technology utilized in the creation of powerful suction that leaves no spec of dust, dirt, or debris intact..." my house would be spotless. Heh, maybe I should have spent the money on one of those robot cleaners, because the one I got has to be pushed around--explaining those times when my house is not spotless. It does clean super well, but it is heavy. Pushing it around is a bother and taking it up and down stairs a true pain.
Mike invested in a set of TV Ears and he is in television watching heaven now. Personally, I wish someone would invent Wife Ears...but I am sure he would not use those so much. Most of the time I talk to myself anyway.
Of course, I have to support my hobbies and managed to amass card making supplies and fabric and quilting supplies. I just finished the bureau topper. My sewing machine was humming away and Mike was plugged into his TV--great way to spend a rainy day. Idle hands being the devil's play ground and all that.
There is a picture of my Himalayan salt lamp. too.
Now I am really giving serious consideration to buying myself a bicycle. I do a lot of walking, but a bike would expand my range considerably and there are many bike paths and trails in the area. Unlike Vermont, there are few hills here along the coast, making the idea of riding a bike more appealing to me. I will make a solemn promise that I will not try to force my body into any kind of spandex riding outfit. I believe that I am not quite ready for the very popular (here in Venice) adult size tricycles, but it has been quite some time since I owned a bicycle. We shall see.