Things I found while packing:
- A Polaroid camera, a Holga, and a set of collapsible scrims
- Three spoons (under my daughter’s bed)
- A box of Vitamin C, two bottles of cough syrup, and last year’s pink-eye drops
- A full set of china
- A tea strainer (no one here drinks tea)
- A roasting pan with a rack for chicken or beast; immediately after this purchase I went vegetarian
- A red satin g-string
- One set of handcuffs, closed around the strap of the aforementioned g-string
- Sixteen candy wrappers (under my daughter’s bed)
- A plastic light saber, two Nerf rocket launchers, and one authentic sword
- A gold brocade coat, with fake fur at cuffs and collar
- A wedding quilt made by Drew’s aunt
- Film. Film. Film. Film.
- Approximately nine hundred unidentifiable power cords
- A pair of strappy silver stilettos, complete with hooker rhinestones across the toes
- A dozen orthodontic rubber bands (under my daughter’s bed)
- Seven laptops Drew had salvaged for parts; he traded the whole stack for a used iPad
- A full bottle of Ed Hardy perfume
- Four users manuals for appliances we no longer own
- A chest full of Kids’ Cuties – crayon drawings galore, and glitter!
- A congealed lava lamp (under my daughter’s bed)
- Piggy, my oldest son’s favorite stuffed animal from back in the day
- Notebooks. Everywhere, notebooks, with my stories all over them.
What’s in your lost-and-found?
Photograph by Ellen Von Unwerth
