Because of the stress of the shelter in place and the lack of the library, I fell a little behind on my reading. I haven’t actually fallen behind, but my schedule has been thrown out of whack.
In January and February, I was way ahead. I thought I’d meet my annual goal by April. The universe had other plans.
I am still 23 books ahead of my planned goal. I am still not stressing over it. The world won’t end if I don’t meet my goal. I am just not reading as voraciously as I was.
I still have many books planned out for the rest of the year. I hope to actually finish them and get reviews posted. I also hope that the library opens soon, but as time goes by, it looks less and less likely. I will be patient. It will happen.