My basement is unfinished. I've been piling all kinds of junk down there in preparation for a spring yard sale.
Buried in the deep recesses of my mind is a skit by a female stand-up comedian. She talks about all the useless shit she's got, taking all her useless shit out into the yard, and expecting people to give her money for the useless shit she doesn't want. It was a funny skit. I can relate.
Here I am itemizing and putting a value on all kinds of shit I don't want. Mind you, it isn't all useless. . .one person's shit is another person's treasure.