Sometimes...

Sometimes I wish authors would all collaborate and decide not to publish anything new for a year.  Wouldn't it be nice to get caught up on all the books on your to-read list without new books being written and printed?

Sometimes I wish I wasn't a compulsive list maker.  Even if authors and publishers didn't print anything new for a year I would still discover a whole realm of books to read that I hadn't looked at yet... just because I need to make a list (Have I mentioned recently that I'm extremely Type A??  My children are probably going to hate me for that.).

Sometimes I wish I could just reread all my favorites from when I was younger without feeling guilty because there are so many books I've never read.  I really want to re-read the Anne of Green Gables series, Little House on the Prairie series, The Kingdom and the Crown series, Little Women series... the list goes on and on.  Unfortunately, due to the fact that I also have over 120 books on my to-read list I feel guilty whenever I think of re-reading those books.  I tell myself that this year, once I hit my goal of 52 books then I'll treat myself by reading all of those books again.

Sometimes I wish I had never even thought of going to graduate school because then I would feel like I had a whole lifetime to catch up on my reading rather than trying to cram it all into the 18 months before I hopefully start grad school (and then spend the next 2-6 years with my to-read list growing ever longer... the curse of being an English major... no matter how much you read, your to-read list will never get any shorter).

Sometimes I hope and pray, that if I'm good enough, I'll get an eternal assignment in that big library that I just know exists in heaven (I know we're going to be busy and all, but we're still going to be able to have some time for reading... right?).  I mean... someone has to catalogue all the books?  Unfortunately, my to-read list would grow impossibly long since since I'll have access to millions and millions of books I'd never heard of.  Fortunately, all the worthless/crappy books wouldn't be allowed there AND I'll have all of eternity to get caught up. 

Sometimes though, I am so grateful to live at this time in history where it is so easy to have access to books!!  Sure, there are times when I think that I'll never have enough time to read all the books I want to, I also feel incredibly blessed that I have access to pretty much any book I could ever want to read.  Could you imagine living before the printing press?  Or heck, even in the 1800s?  I love the fact that I live across the street from a rather good library (and that I'm still going to live across the street from it when we move!) and if that library doesn't have the book I want, I can get my husband to check it out from the BYU library (I may or may not steal his ID card before he goes on his internship so I can check out books there during the summer).

What do you sometimes hope for?