So, it turns out it was my smart watch that was sneakily telling my smart phone to play loud music at random times. Not so smart now, are ya? They are both in the naughty corner until they can learn to behave.
Another expensive purchase before I left Wellington was a travel jewellery box, to stop my necklaces (most of which I will never have worn anyway) from tangling up together loose in a bag. Well, I’ve just spent the last half hour detangling my necklaces.
What am I to learn from these experiences? Could it be that having more stuff doesn’t actually lead to happiness? Seems unlikely