• two hairbrushes. of seven???
• one pad post-it notes. so limiting, those tiny squares.
• one bottle of supplemental amino acids. so many supplements. still tired.
• one pocket calendar. still not used halfway through the year.

• one old toilet brush. *shudder*
• three fitted sheets. twin beds are a thing of the past!
• one rock. yes, another one.

• one more piece of muddy tupperware. no more plastic containers.
• two bottles of dried up tempera paint. living in the garage for some reason.
• some very pink ribbon. ghastly.
• most of an outdoor solar light. the rest is likely under ground by now.

• five artists' business cards. sorry paper, digital connection is the law of the land.

one can of the finally dried up remains of that ugly pink paint. in the end everyone hated it.
one can of rust-infused ceiling paint. because ceilings are the worst.
the pot that caught fire. good memories but yuck.
two composite flower pots. hope someone wants them because they may exist for a thousand years.