A saucepan. Got a nicer one.
A silicone bowl. Never used.
An alarm clock. Guess we use our phones.
A wooden trivet. Cool, but never used.
A too-sweet candle. Someone will love this.
Two fabric remnants. Soon we’ll only have ones we like.
Three chains. Too short for the use to which they were intended.
Three erasers. Culled from a veritable treasure trove of erasers.
A yellow sharpie. Can’t imagine when this would be useful. Or visible.
A red leather ball. I once collected spherical objects.
A plastic cup. I thought we’d eradicated these from the house.
A package of T-pins. Oddly, I have several of these.
A canning jar. I invariably spill when prying it open.
A package of jump rings. Not needed after all.
A piece of white fabric. It all seemed so useful when acquired.
Three fabric remnants. These really pile up.
One length interfacing. I can’t imagine why I bought this.
A needle threader. I don’t use these.
A small green bureau. Sold!
A duvet cover. Over it!
Three spiral notebook ends. Enough!
A whole pile of shopping bags. Where do they come from, and why do they stay?
A tiny embroidered pillow. It says Oregon! I live in Oregon. So…
A bunch of yearn. Seriously, why?
A tea towel. Never opened = never wanted.
A pile of plastic jewelry bags. Sorry, Earth.
An unidentified kitchen tool. Honestly.
Four pairs of pants. Saved in case I got skinny again. Unlikely.
A sports bra. Ditto.
Three books. All excellent, you should read them.
A glass bowl. Once my mother’s.
Pink string. I do not know.
A spool of thread. I do not sew.
A collections of bobbins. Especially with a machine@
Washi tape. I’ve never found a use for washi tape.
Gold seed beads. Not as handy as I thought they’d be.
A cord minder. This just appeared.
A dozen tiny felted balls.
Two felted rocks. I love felting.
A sweater. Very cozy, not worn in two years.
A scarf. Part of a different era.
Two shirts. I can’t believe I thought I’d ever fit into these again.
A sweatshirt. Never worn by me.
A bunch of random office supplies. Found in an inherited cabinet.
One hideously ugly dress. What was I thinking?
Three skeins very fine cotton. I have another.
A fabric remnant. Wrong texture.
Assemble-them-yourself frames which seemed like just the thing for stretching embroidery fabric but as with so many things the promise outweighed the reality and so goodbye.
A giant piece of felt. Why did I buy so much of this?
A pile of fasteners, hooks and chain. None of which did the job.
Two strings of lights. I prefer plain white.
Rags. More than enough over here.
Wrapping paper. Shouldn’t it be prettier?
A very strange cleaning product. No idea where this came from.
Two pillow covers. No pillow.
A book. Liked but not likely to be reread.
A large piece of grey felt. No longer needed.
An obsolete power cord. To a device I’ve already given away!
A black sweatshirt. Once loved!
A paperback dictionary. For good or for ill, we use the internet.
A package of curtain hooks. For a project that went a different direction.
A needlework frame. A little too fiddly.
A pack of cardboard jewelry envelopes. Cool but hard to use.