One small cooler. Very, very dirty.
Two hinge sets. I’ll probably want hinges again someday, but what are the chances I’ll want them in this size, shape and color?
Saw carcass. I seem to have a lot of crappy saws.
Vent damper. It’s already plenty damp here.
One dress. All of which I like but honestly one is too small and one is grubby and two are designed for someone else’s body.
Three baskets from the Amazon - the region, not the modern empire.
One plastic storage container. Out with the plastics!
One ramekin. It just looks lonely on its own.
A pair of gloves. Half a scarecrow!
A box of crayons. We don’t really use crayons.
A plastic canning jar. What the hell?
Extremely slippery playing cards. Seriously.
A lens cloth. So many of these…
A credit card case. My mother’s. Miss you Mom.
One glass bowl. A gift! You really can discard gifts.
A salt grinder. Also a gift!
A pepper grinder. Another gift!
A glass pear. You guessed it, a gift.
A glass apple. A lovely… present.
Four water bottles.
One flask. We are thirsty over here.
Two cans of baking powder. There is still one left.
An unopened package of food coloring. Theres is still one left.
A medication delivery spoon. But no liquid medication.
Sticky squares. Sticky being my least favorite sensation.
10 canning jar lids. So many fewer jars.
15 canning jar rings. Not sure why there are so many more rings…
Two coffee filters. For a machine I no longer own.
Two curtain rod brackets. I think I gave away the rod?
Cherry pitter. So useful. But not used.
One eyeglass case. I have soooo many of these.
One pen. Not particularly ergonomic.
A tiny birch bark canoe. So cute.
An eyeglass cleaning cloth. It just lost its home.
Lip balm. Terrible color.
T-shirt. Sparkly brown? Online sales are hard.
Pot holder. Burned.
Socks. Compression! Of limited use.
Pillow case. One of a kind.
A pair of shoes. Loved but not worn. So.
A lanyard. Utterly pointless outside of athletic events or conferences.
A necklace. Plain.
An ankle brace. Perhaps if I ditch it I will never need it again.
A high tech humane mousetrap. Mice not interested.
Fleece pants. Yuck!
23 bad photos. There are so. many. bad. photos.
Gooey lip gloss. Not on these lips…
Poorly scented conditioner. Nothing worse that malodorous beauty products.
Googley eyes. Fun, but not useful.
One sheet. Only the most beautiful sheets are allowed on my bed.
One shirt. An insulating layer that insulated better when it fit.
On book. Laura Ingalls Wilder forever!
One phone case. Not really washable.
Paper stars. Another abandoned project.
One pair of flip flops. They made it through the vacation and may now retire.
One book: “And I’d Do It Again”. But I will not read it again.
One lipstick. In an atrocious shade of red.
One pair of socks. Bought fraudulently with my stolen credit card. Then shipped to me.
One basket. I dislike baskets.