As an adult, I have loved reading. I read from many different genres, but I’ve been devouring business books in recent years. I’m definitely the kind of person who buys multiple books each month and watches the pile grow by my bed despite having very little time to read lately. I previously talked about my personal challenge to finish a book each week for a month, but since then my reading has been slow going. Recently, I made some extra time to read (truth be told, all I had to do was stop browsing Instagram before bed) and love being back in the saddle. I just finished When Breath Becomes Air. I’m so late to the game on this one but it was totally worth getting around to. Read on for a rundown of the queue currently on my nightstand.
This was a very bad idea. Setting a time-consuming goal two weeks into adding blog writing on top of a full time job while parenting a toddler and baby was a bad idea. I’m not really sure what I was thinking here, other than I really wanted to catch up on the 50+ books that continued to stack up inside and on top of my nightstand. I challenged myself for the month of June to read one book per week for a total of four books.
I don’t read particularly fast, despite my parents’ investment in a speed-reading course in high school, and I know very well how little time I have outside of work, parenting, and now, blogging. And yet, I delved into my first book with high hopes. On June 13, I was 60 pages into 234 of book one. Out of four. Did I cut myself some slack and cut my goal down? Hell no. Within 2 days, I finished book one and was on to book two.
And by June 30, you bet your ass I finished All. Four. Books. Aside from learning that I can function on very little sleep even when it’s not baby related, I actually did manage to enjoy most of my reading. I tried to hit different genres for each book to push myself out of my comfort zone.