I suppose you could call it that...but anyway, after a conversation with Mama and Savannah, during which I bemoaned the fact that I don't feel like I'm doing anything, it was determined that little miss lazy mind needs to return herself to some sort of study routine. I will admit, the past two years I've really let myself slip in the intellectual department.
Mum first suggested I start with Rushdoony's Institutes (which idea, I confess frightens me slightly since my brain hasn't had much streeaching in a while). Then she changed her mind and suggested a church history book (which title I cannot remember or who the author happens to be). Anyway, we finally settled on Gary DeMar's God and Government series. Apparently they are a fairly easy read, and it'll be a means of easing me back into a studious mindset.
Therefore, I addressed my overcrowded and overflowing desk with all the determination an out of sorts girl of 22 who doesn't feel the best can muster when she really feels like doing nothing. I thought, with some of my usual forethought (ahem, that's a joke), that I would take some before and after pictures.
Mum first suggested I start with Rushdoony's Institutes (which idea, I confess frightens me slightly since my brain hasn't had much streeaching in a while). Then she changed her mind and suggested a church history book (which title I cannot remember or who the author happens to be). Anyway, we finally settled on Gary DeMar's God and Government series. Apparently they are a fairly easy read, and it'll be a means of easing me back into a studious mindset.
Therefore, I addressed my overcrowded and overflowing desk with all the determination an out of sorts girl of 22 who doesn't feel the best can muster when she really feels like doing nothing. I thought, with some of my usual forethought (ahem, that's a joke), that I would take some before and after pictures.
That's what it looked like when I started...as you can see, I keep everything from my knitting to whatever I'm currently reading to my wrist brace to my video camera to my shawl cluttered on my desk...nevermind the multiple notebooks and loose pieces of paper I write things on--one notebook contains James and Burke episodes and Authentic Christianity notes. The other one contains a continuous letter to my best friend and Cow Cavalry editing scribbles. That one also serves as a mouse pad.
Anyway, I thought a bookshelf would help.
Anyway, I thought a bookshelf would help.
So...I went on a box hunt. We always have boxes of all kinds of discription everywhere, so that was neither hard nor long. I came up with this GFS box and picking up my ever faithful pocket knife, I added a little more cardboard cutting to it's 11-year history. (I joke that I have cut miles of cardboard with that "Old Timer".)
I shimmed up the top with one of the long flaps and put both short flaps in (to form a "T") in order to strengthen and reinforce the top of the box--since I fully intended (as you'll see) to use the top of the box for storage as well.
It took me a few minutes to figure out how and where to situate everything, but I think this works.
I shimmed up the top with one of the long flaps and put both short flaps in (to form a "T") in order to strengthen and reinforce the top of the box--since I fully intended (as you'll see) to use the top of the box for storage as well.
It took me a few minutes to figure out how and where to situate everything, but I think this works.
This side looks pretty much the same...except that I hooked my headphones on the edge of the table (like I did down in Florida) and put my scrap paper basket on top of the tower. [Note the hair brush...I've had that thing for ages and will cry when it is of no more use.]
I will admit that this side does look similar, but it is different and I really think it will work nicely. I was finally able to get my Latin books up off the floor (they are hiddedn behind the lamp). In the box you will find a pack of college rule paper, my "story-book", Lord Foulgrin's Letters by Randy Alcorn (I'm only reading that sporadically), God and Government, Vol 1 by Gary DeMar (plan on starting that tomorrow), and The Hunted Children by Donald Lowrie (a book about WWII; I'm only two chapters in). Besides which I have someone's full copy of the WCF and catechisms (Daddy's I think, but mine is down south and doesn't have the proof texts anyway), a few other little notebooks for various personal scribbles, a copy of the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution, and William Potter's Broadside! I shall get around to finishing listening to those at some point...
On top of the box is my camera, some more knitting needles, my Zoom, my USB cords, and a couple of thumb drives. (Oh, yes, and that wrist brace I haven't needed in weeks.)
Now remains the actual schedule (battle plan) of at what time of day I should devote myself to this new (and yet old) task of doing a little study. Probably after lunch will end up being the best (most practical) time for me to do so. (With coffee or after the dishes? I'll have to figure that out.)
You'll be happy to know that as I've sat here writing this, my desire to begin has gotten stronger. The idea is less daunting that it was an hour ago...chin up, shoulders back, stubbornness in every line...I shall prevail over my lazy mind! (Still, for all that, I look forward to spring where I can start working again. I miss my work...and I miss my animals...)
I would also like to get back into my music. I got my new cello strings days ago and haven't put them on yet (I kind of wanted Daddy to help me put them on). I'd play my guitar more, but it's hostage in the cold, cold "office" with bisquine over the enterance...and a table put up to keep the cat out. I could get it out if I wanted to work that hard. (Boy, do I sound lazy or what??)
Preservo! (That's as much for me as it is for my dear readers...)
On top of the box is my camera, some more knitting needles, my Zoom, my USB cords, and a couple of thumb drives. (Oh, yes, and that wrist brace I haven't needed in weeks.)
Now remains the actual schedule (battle plan) of at what time of day I should devote myself to this new (and yet old) task of doing a little study. Probably after lunch will end up being the best (most practical) time for me to do so. (With coffee or after the dishes? I'll have to figure that out.)
You'll be happy to know that as I've sat here writing this, my desire to begin has gotten stronger. The idea is less daunting that it was an hour ago...chin up, shoulders back, stubbornness in every line...I shall prevail over my lazy mind! (Still, for all that, I look forward to spring where I can start working again. I miss my work...and I miss my animals...)
I would also like to get back into my music. I got my new cello strings days ago and haven't put them on yet (I kind of wanted Daddy to help me put them on). I'd play my guitar more, but it's hostage in the cold, cold "office" with bisquine over the enterance...and a table put up to keep the cat out. I could get it out if I wanted to work that hard. (Boy, do I sound lazy or what??)
Preservo! (That's as much for me as it is for my dear readers...)
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