I don’t know about you, but I’m obsessed with reading.
There were so many trips to the library when I was in middle school and high school, which is saying a lot since the nearest one was about 20 or so minutes away. Each time I left with the maximum number they would allow me to check out at once. It was never enough. My favorite genre was Christian fiction and, by the time I graduated high school, I had read a ridiculously large portion of the library’s section dedicated to it. I also enjoyed the Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys series for awhile. I didn’t stray much from that.
Then in college, when I finally got connected to the internet, I found the Barnes & Noble website and realized that if I ordered a certain dollar amount I would get free shipping. I don’t know how much money I spent on books that year or the years following, but I’m sure it was a pretty penny. Again, the primary genre was Christian fiction. Mostly historical romance with a few more modern stories mixed in.
Now it’s Amazon that calls my name, haha. I try to shop around and find the best price, but rarely do I find what I’m looking for anywhere else at a price better than Amazon. Being a Prime member, I get free, fast shipping. Woohoo!! And, honestly, I’m kind of picky about the condition of my books, so I prefer new ones anyway.
As an adult with young children and maturing faith, I find myself leaning more towards nonfiction these days…not that fiction never turns my head (did you see the book reviews I posted earlier this year?)
The problem is that as an adult with young children, I struggle to carve out time to read. I want to read so badly! It is one way that I completely relax and nurture myself. More often than not, though, I find myself trying to read in bed when I finally turn in at night and, frankly, that doesn’t work out well because I fall asleep shortly after I start.
So, my “to read” pile keeps growing (because 1 – I love to read books, 2 – Amazon Prime! and 3 – so many great book suggestions out there) and my “currently reading” pile doesn’t shrink fast enough. Speaking of which, I used to have a strict policy of reading one book at a time. It was so much easier to keep stories straight that way. But now, reading nonfiction, I have four or five books going at once…! That’s insane. I don’t even know why I’ve done that, lol!
All that to say, I’m definitely a “bookish” person. (That’s an adjective used somewhere, right? Or did I just make that up??)
Do any of you have suggestions for making sure you have time to read for yourself?
Or do I just need to give up on the idea of dedicated reading time while I have toddlers? I mean, there’s already so much to do every day. Is it realistic to add reading time to my day?
Let me know, friends! I appreciate all suggestions (whether I take them up or not – don’t want to make any promises I can’t keep, you know).
Have a blessed day!