• five more books. it gets harder as the shelves get lighter. i am determined that i will be the only book blogger on the web who does not actually own books.

• a t-shirt. with writing on it. never going to happen.
• a nightgown. worn to a literal rag.
• a cloth bag. a very nice, soft cloth bag. yup.
• an ice cream scoop. seriously, i buy ice cream twice a year.
• a very small notepad. i must stop taking these from hotel rooms.

• five more books. must keep striking while this iron remains hot.
• a picture frame. another case of put it up or put it out.
• a rock. surely other houses are not plagued by rocks in this manner?
• a magazine. snuck into the recycling while no one was looking.

• five more cds. honestly, gritting my teeth here.

• five cds. whittling away at that final, hard-to-let-go-of stack.

• five books. i do not have small children, i do not need shelves of books for small children, no matter how great they are. repeat, i do not have small children, i do not need...

• two flower pots. they seem to replicate when i'm not looking.
• three jars of vitamins. they only work when you swallow them.