All of these things are going to the thrift store if you people don't want them. Tell me what you want and email me (ljname at gmail) your address--if I can't drop it off, I will mail it. I am a real good mailer.

• 22 gauge crafting wire, 12 spools in different colors for a total of 48 yards
  
• 4 foam paint "brushes"
  
• a clock that chimes bird sounds
  
• type B surgical tubing, a couple of yards or so
  
• gift wrap: "Ideal Girl" and "Military"
  
• 2 packages of disco ball bead curtains
  
• a beat-up escape route map of the DC area, c.1960
  
• Magic Garden, one of those grow-a-crystal-landscape toys
  
• 1 black hat, think "1980s real estate agent"
  
• 1 unused yo yo
  
• "Beat-Nik", a wind-up toy (with key!) from 1964 with its battered box
  
• Y2K Bug, another wind-up toy from another era
  
• 4 heavy brass wall hooks descending from brass quail
  
• 4 1/8" round wicks for oil lamps or the like
  
• a little box of antique brass upholstery nails, 7/16" x 1-1/2"
  
• a little box of 60 red thumb tacks
  
• 1 bad habits poster printed on plastic (Indian Educational vignettes)
  
• 1 DelMarVa keep-out/avian health poster printed on something like thick Tyvek
  

There is so much more; why?! I am cottoning to Brian's idea of leaving everything behind. I'll try not to start a new collection of stuff at the new place but I am clearly an acquirer by nature.

I have all my clothes except a laundry basket's worth packed. Theoretically, all I have to do is take that and my essential papers and my computer. Today Brian asked if I was taking my computer! I'm glad I didn't panic. He was simply inquiring as to whether I'd prefer to take my laptop instead. It's the first time he's acknowledged that I gave it to his parents to use--of course I'm not going to yank it away from them. Moreover, I never became much of a Mac user. For a second I thought he thought I would be computerless and that was quite a shock.