I was the only bidder!
No one else wanted it!
This always makes me feel slightly uneasy. It's somehow less satisfying to win something that didn't result in a bidding war with DizEYEnerGURL557. I'm suddenly worried that it's too Romper Room for an adult bedroom. The ANGST, people, the angst.
Note: The only way I am justifying this expense is because I have not bought a stitch of clothing (or shoes, for that matter) since September 2008.* That's really good, right? RIGHT? This means, however, that I will be forced to wear my Otomi coverlet to work when my clothes utter their last creepy death rattle.
*If you mention the ridiculous number of plants I've purchased in the last few months, I will be very disappointed in you. Also, I would appreciate it you wouldn't bring up the hair ornaments and various pieces of lovely and well-priced jewelry that I've snatched up with my sticky little paws.