• five books. apparently i have quite a few gardening books.

• a folder of 401k statements. i heart a paperless file cabinet.
• one pair of sweatpants. too short. it's hard enough to look good in sweat pants.
• several photographs. keep only what you want to remember.
• a photo album. scanning project, anyone?
• a pair of pants. beautiful pants. expensive pants. formerly very flattering pants. sigh.

• one small dry erase board. it is fortunate that my children do not find me interesting enough to read this blog. 
• the other eight magazines. possibly the most satisfying thing to throw away.

• two advertising magnets. good cause does not = nice magnet.
• three turtles. painted papier mache. pretty.
• one elephant. fabric. pretty
• one toy basketball hoop. plastic. not pretty.

• the seven magazines in the living room. does anyone ever actually try recipes from back issues?

• eight mechanical pencils.
• three felt-tipped pens.
• seven ballpoints.
• five hardened erasers. i was persuaded to keep every single wooden pencil. which could be considered disaster supplies. by someone who reads far too much post-apocalyptic literature.

• seventeen books. which you can peruse at the madison high book sale on january 26 and 27. my junk is your junk.