Straw Bag: 19 minutes

This cost a dollar at a garage sale.  It was a prop for work, then a prop in my kitchen, in the corner where things go before they go here.

Balloons: TBD

My mom blew up a bunch of balloons for my birthday, which was awesome.  A week later, after already recycling some to AG for her birthday, the remainders were left in the alley.  I never expected anyone to take them, just enjoy them.  And jump when they popped unexpectedly.  To date, they still hang there, sans air.

Bird Thing: 54 hours

It was a Christmas present and I never liked it.  A faux bird mounted on a wood block, sitting on a real branch.  Max, the neighbor's cat, didn't seem to like it much either. 

Dansko Sandals: 72 hours

Okay, I realize they look pretty bad and I shouldn't be surprised it took as long as it did.  But these were expensive walking shoes, made for comfort and style.  I wore them only once really...to Coachella.  And after three days in the desert, this is what they looked like.  

During my last closet clean out, I protested I would wear them again.  Then I tried and my pinky toe hung out.  Unacceptable.  

The shoes started on the alley floor, then were tried on and moved.   The last time they were seen was on the lid of the recycle bin.  

And now some angel is walking in both comfort and style.