I have 5 of these boxes. They’ve been stacked up, tucked into the corner of a closet since I packed away my academic past 8 years ago.
It’s time to sort through them and decide what stays. The temptation to not even sort, but to load them into the car en masse and take them directly to Goodwill is overwhelming.
It’s not because I don’t want to look at it. I’ve reconciled my feelings about my past academic career. I guess you could say that my priorities have shifted. I’m less interested in theory these days and much more interested in practice.
I could read a book. Again. Yet another tome on whatever it is I’m working on (parenting, marriage, ministry…) Or I can get down to the business of doing it. It’s inside thinking vs outside thinking. And while I can’t tell you the specifics about the next chapter of my life, because I’m still figuring that out–I’m pretty sure I know what it doesn’t entail: hoarding books in boxes.
So, I will sort, if a bit begrudgingly. With a new rubric for what makes the cut and a willingness to be guided by something more than what you can find in a book.
Don’t look at anything too closely or over think it. That’s what makes it difficult to get rid of anything. 🙂
TRUTH! I got rid of 50% of my seminary books. So, there’s that. 😀
I finally ridded myself of my college books about 25 years after my final degree. And the notes. What was I saving those for? They didn’t serve me that well in college. Egad. BTW…did you like Miss America Family?
I read the book 10 years ago–so, I don’t know if I liked it. Heh. I read it while I was avoiding work in a theology class. That much I remember. I’ve kept it all these years because it’s an Advanced Reader Copy and those are rare.
How is that grand baby of yours??
Now that he’s 2, he’s so much of everything….remember those years? Tons of frustrations because he can’t or isn’t allowed to do things that are so very important in his wee brain. He’s also a big talker and very smart and really really fun!
He sounds adorable. Geo wasn’t a real talker until 3: but the frustration thing sounds very familiar! Big brains + little bodies = lots of tears.