Sometimes when I get excited about a new project it's easy to go into a mini mania. I did this just before my most recent depression (only now realised the pattern). I was getting excited about getting a dog, and was going to a lot of trouble and expense to get the place perfect for her. You only have to look in my garden shed, which I was turning into a den, to realise how bonkers I went. I am going to finish it, hopefully this week, but I look and it and think, "what did I start this for?" At least I'll have more space.