We haven't quite got to the point of hanging up picture frames or clocks on the wall, but our little apartment is slowly starting to feel like home. Mostly with the help of my mother: she sent a beautiful orchid to my door. (I think its to make up for the orchid that she, uh, "forgot" about in her office a few years ago). But It's just lovely and works perfectly in my bare dining room. So one room at a time, we're getting used to this place. My favorite room is still my huge walk-in-closet, of course. But the dining room is a close second.