found things

Two months back, I boxed up my entire life. Ten years, tucked away into some 40-odd boxes.

Thought I’d share a few of the long-lost treasures I stumbled upon.

• a very expensive DaVinci Maestro brush. That specific one usually retails for around 1000 quid. Benoît, if you'd like it back, tough luck. I'm keeping it!
• The wedding ring of the late father of a guy I briefly dated ages ago. I remember him losing it, us tearing apart my flat, his flat. It wasn't to be found, and now here it is. I'd love to return it, but I can't for the life of me recall his name. So, if we dated sometime around 2014-2016, and you're still looking for that ring, please send me an email.
• My favourite scarf. I lost it sometime last winter. I was very upset. I even accused people of stealing it, that's how upset I was. Turns out, it was in the basket with all the dog toys.
• A lot of cash! I hardly ever carry cash. But I regularly order things of off the internet for neighbours who usually reimbursed me with cash. I found a total of 230 euros plus some coins. Whoop!
• So much loose candy. Have I ever bought peanut M&Ms? No. Did I find almost a handful behind the couch? Yup.
• The credit cards I thought lost last summer, shortly before going on a trip. You can imagine how much fun I had getting replacements in time.
• My favourite pair of underpants, tucked away in the lining of my laundry basket.
• A trillion dog treats. They were everywhere. In all my bags, coat pockets. Behind the couch, the bed, the dresser, the washing machine.
• The Cartier Love bracelet I treated myself to a couple of years ago. At the time, it felt like a splurge, but I rarely wore it. And now? Sold it for even more than I’d paid. Cheers to that.
• A flea hairbrush. Ah, the perks of being an aunt.