my room is the happiest it has ever been

This is a corner of my room, viewed from my carpet.
As far as I can tell, it is the happiest it has ever been.
The balloons were taken from the yearbook signing party tonight (which was successful).
One of the balloons escaped as I was loading them into the back of my dad's truck.
I wonder what it's doing now. It was red.
I hope someone saw it, and it made them smile. I'll never know.
In the picture, there is a shadow beneath the rest of the balloons. See it? I will assume it is the red balloon's ghost.
You know what, I think I will devise permanent balloons (like pinata-style perhaps?) so my room can always be this happy.