Books, Books, Books
In January I wrote a post about the fact that last year I didn’t really read any books, and that I was a little upset about it.
I love to read, and reading really took a back seat last year.
I enjoy reading.
I find it relaxing.
And I really love to disappear into a book and the fantasy that is in the book.
So I made a decision to read at least twelve books this year, one a month.
Yesterday I started my thirteenth book of the year.
In November, I finally managed to read a book a month.
I have hugged a few things round this school year, making myself get up an hour earlier, meaning that I have a good half hour to read in the morning before the kids wake up, and this has made a massive difference to my reading.
I am also consciously trying to read in the evening, even if it is just a couple of pages an evening.
I am really enjoying the amount of reading I have done this year and I am finally making a very very small dent in all the books that we have in this house!!