1 Della, 2 Kim, 3 Keely, 4 Megan, 5 Jessica, 6 Tiffany, 7 Jesse, 8 Kristen, 9 Jill, 10 Kara, 11 Charles, 12 Becky, 13 Linden, 14 Emily, 15 Garrett, 16 Sandy, 17 Hillary, 18 Colleen.
That being said, there is a lot that happens when major groups of people move in and out at random time, over lapping most of the time and trying to figure out who’s stuff is who’s. The most common thing that happens is that the basement turns into a regular bargain basement.
They have three; count them three papizan chairs in the house. Which is one of the worst chair options on the planet. Not to mention the most ugly (no offence to the girls who left them and are returning for the later). They have a futon with metallic duck tape holding the cushion together. There is a child’s school desk in the middle of clothes and another purple futon in the finished molding part, where the washer and dryer are, and the same place Della used to sleep back in the day. A few carpets and rugs, at least two dressers, several horrid rolling chairs that I think might be permanently stuck down there. 
A painting, a Pilate’s machine, three bikes, an ab-roller, a box of books, rows and rows of hangers, picture frames, plastic plates, junk, junk, junk and more junk. Now, granted a good 45% of this crap is Della’s that she has inherited from her sister’s and mother, and no offense to them but it really is crap.
But the rest, the whole heap of it, this should be a warning those of you out there that belong to this stuff, you better come get it now, because by the time school starts it is either being sold, donated, or thrown away. The girls at the nest love all of you very much, but frankly they have had enough of your junk. It doesn’t have to go home, but it just can’t stay here. They are posting pictures of the problem items and if you would like to bid on something, please do so here. 
