So I signed up for Goodreads awhile ago. I have 13 books that I’ve thrown up there and felt proud of my 13 books. Most of my goodread friends have between 2 and 30 so I felt decent about my modest pile o’ books. Most of them I’d read in the last year too… that’s better than one book a month! Awesome!
On Saturday my sisters Alicia and Theresa found the website, signed up, and promptly flushed my proud booklist down into the sewer.
Alicia has 99 books and Theresa has 43. ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY TWO BOOKS BETWEEN THEM.
Now, I’m a competitive individual and normally when my sisters show superiority I get motivated to compete with them. Sometimes it’s not too hard because they don’t know that we’re competing.* But not here friends. At my current rate of reading it will take me almost ELEVEN YEARS to read as many books as them. I spoke to Alicia… she goes through a stack of books from the library every TWO WEEKS. A STACK.
Out of my league.
*This isn’t pathetic, it’s strategy.