A pair of yoga pants. Found in my drawer, they do not fit any member of this household.
Two adorable notebooks made by my sister. Wrong size for my needs.
Two supplements that apparently I have no intention of taking. Ever.
Five well-sharpened pencils. There are so damned many pencils in this house. And yet I am begged fro brand new boxes of pencils every September.
Two pieces of drawing paper. Now permanently folded.
Bubble wrap. So much bubble wrap in the world.
Dark grey felt. I keep finding sheets of this, left over from a long ago project.
Beige fabric. Under what circumstance would I buy anything beige?
Five glasses. I made these more than ten years ago in another life. Can’t hold on to the past, even if it’s pretty.
One metal spatula.
Four measuring cups. All of these somehow snuck into the boxes that came from my mother’s house.
Five glass tops to garden lights. The lights are long gone. These are very cool and seemed as though they’d lend themselves to an art project of some kind. Ha ha ha ha ha.
One measuring cup. I inherited a whole new set!
Seven brass screws. They go to embroidery hoops and are the epitome of “I might need this someday”. Out out out.
One rug. Rolled up for at least two years.
Four pegboard hooks. There are an awful lot of these floating around. ANd nary a pegboard in sight.
Three glasses. Not supposed to end up at my house!
Fifty-four envelopes. My envelope pile diminishes VERY slowly.
Two shirts. Never wear ‘em!
One sweatshirt. Looks terrible on me!
Two pairs of shoes. Never wear these either!
Five reusable bags. There is a limit.
A piece of white linen. Not the best embroidery substrate after all.
A glass bowl. A gift from my dear mother.
Striped pants. Which will look so good on… someone.
Grey ribbon. Scratchy.
A lamp finial. No lamp in sight.
Five books. There are always five more books.
Five skeins of kinda crappy embroidery floss. I am very picky about thread.
One lip gloss. I do not like lip gloss!
One lip balm. Weird color.
Two lipsticks. Neither flattering.
One eyelash brush. Honestly, I have no idea.
Fifteen gel pens. Possibly they could be resuscitated but that is a job for someone else.
Foam paint roller. Dirty.
Ancient bungee cord. Likely lethal.
Tennis ball. I know a dog who might like this…
Oil lamp part. Kind of pointless without the broken lamp.
Scrap of wood. Not the useful kind.
A BIG spatula. Too big, in fact, to be useful.
A tiny hole punch. No longer relevant.
A not-quite-useful shopping bag. Odd size.
Red yarn. Yarn?
Weird deodorant. Out, out, out.
Headphones. Degrading as I watch.
Spackle. Basically a one-use product.
Vase. Not pretty enough to stay.
Tape. I do not get washi tape.
Unidentifiable bit of hardware. Hard to toss, impossible to use.
Three packages of beads. But they’re so pretty!
A spool of thread. I have embroidery floss in EVERY color.
A grommet. No idea.