It’s time to let go of photographs, 226/365

     That’s not really true. As I mentioned a few days ago, NO it’s not time to let go of family photographs. Today, however, it was time to organize the albums on the shelf and while doing so to let go of a few books and notebooks. What you see in the photo is a half-filled garbage bag, a half-filled grocery bag with books to go to the put-and-take, and some piles of books to get ride of or to read. It may not look like progress to you, but it feels like progress to me. With the organization I’ve just completed, I might be ready to go through the albums and get rid of duplicate pictures.  

It’s time to go, paperclips in the desk 213/365

     The purge is on big time. Not just paperclips but all kinds of desk stuff we haven’t used in years. Really, how many thumbtacks does one need? Maybe none. Then there are greeting cards, envelopes, old calendars, dried up glue sticks... the list gets boring.

    How do we know what gets thrown away or taken to the put-and-take? Easy question: If we were moving, would be take it? Put another way, we make decisions by pretending we are moving, although that is not on our immediate horizon.  

Day 30/365 It’s time to go, notebooks

     Well, really all the pages in the notebooks; I’m saving the covers. I might need one sometime and I’d hate to have to go out and buy a new one. What amazes me is that I can throw out an entire section of my life in less than thirty seconds. Committees that were essential become hardly a memory. 

       I still have more notebooks to deal with. Take these, which hold class notes, term papers and articles on each of the thirty courses I took for my divinity degree. I’m planning to read through each one. Um, that may not happen, but I’m not ready to let go of them. And when I do, just think of all the notebooks I’ll have for new courses and committees! No, no, no! 

      The dumpster is ready, waiting to be picked up. My husband did such a superb joy of loading it that there is still room for more stuff. At the moment we may have nothing more to throw away, but there’s plenty of stuff around here to get rid of.