The schoolroom is nice and clean and picked up. Today we finished decluttering and cleaning underneath the couches and throwing more things away. I’ve said this before, how there are these times when the things that I couldn’t let go of before become things I can more easily get rid of. The peace and space of having things gone is better to me than trying to hold on to whatever memory or hope was attached to them.

Like my Bible maps for example. The boys used them for wars with their army men but that’s about it. It was a childhood memory of having posters to look at of the Middle East and Bible cities and towns. It was a grown up hope to use them for something teaching related. We have a 8×10 laminated map that can be stored in the normal homeschool bins. I kept the story ones but rolled them up and put them away in a bin.

The math manipulatives, the multiplication and sight word flash cards, the posters of cursive and regular handwriting, all of it I threw away or put in a pile of things to donate. They can read now, they can write now, they can all do math now, thank goodness. That isn’t even where we do school anymore but it’s still nice to have the space picked up and decent for hosting outside people and for also enjoying ourselves.