“I saw that you read 124 books in 24 years!” cheerfully exclaims my new friend. “Congratulations!”
“124 books in my 24th year,” I say. “From July 6 to July 6.”
She looks shocked. “124 in one year? Not all 24 years?”
The very idea of it taking me 24 years to read 124 books is somewhat insulting, but she means well.
I glance at my Goodreads, wanting to give an accurate number. “Try 1,820 books since 2009, excluding re-reads.”
She looks stunned.
Trying to soften it a little, I say, “But you know, I still have 928 books on my to-read list, and that is always growing!”
It doesn’t help. “You have 920 books you want to read?” she gasps.
I nod, forbearing to add the 8 at the end.
She leaves the room shaking her head, but I’m now curious. How soon till I hit 2,000 read books? 180 short…probably not possible by the end of this year but with effort and fewer re-reads maybe by the end of 2019…
I think I have a new reading goal. To pull it off I will need to read 30-40 more books this year and then stay on track for my average 150 next. Seems a little steep with my travel plans for 2019 thrown in. But what is life without something to strive for?