The Final Frontier--the Junk Drawer

It took several days of leaving the contents of the big junk drawer out all over our kitchen island, but Uncle Grumpy stuck with it and went through each item before returning it to the drawer:

No purchased organizing supplies for this thrifty twosome!  Empty stationery boxes and other recycled containers worked just fine.

Now, all we have left is the dreaded stash of washers, bolts, fasteners, unknowns:

UG stated, several times, that this should all be dumped into the time-honored coffee can and taken to the shed to store with the multitude of tools.  We didn't exactly see eye-to-eye on that point, so I've hidden the bowl until he comes around.