Office Space

I finally got around to cleaning up our very messy office before the new year.

There were papers to file:

A desk to find:

Where does this stuff go?

There was a box of items my mother chose to save from my childhood home. The priceless items she chose?

A few mice from my once-gigantic mouse collection. Good thing she saved these, they've gone up in value by sooooo much (snort):

There were some special jewels, like the stick pin with NOTHING monogrammed at the top. And the Wonder Woman bracelet:

The ugly-as-sin decorations like the one on the far left that I painted at one of those paint-your-own pottery places when I was 12:

Sunglasses I wore but couldn't actually see out of since they were so dark:

Oh, and then this. . .the boxer shorts I collected from some brave chap on the night of my bachelorette party. I washed them, but still, ewwwwwwwwwwwww. . .

Out with the old, in with the new. Who knows what I'll unearth in December when I do this all over again.