When sorting through the stuff from the upstairs cabinet I found a bag of nicknacks bought at the charity shop. The items in it still had the clumsy newspaper wrappings from the store and I couldn't even remember what it was.
As I started to unwrap the small packages it came back to me; how I had pondered back and forth whether or not to buy these things and at last come to the conclusion that I had to have them.
I realize now how important it was!
Some of it no doubt will have to go straight back to charity.
It is a comfort then that at least I've been supporting a good cause.