Check that off the list

I finished The Little Prince this week.  So that means I've knocked 6 books off my list of 30.  And for those of you counting, this means I have 24 books left, and less than 11 months to do it.  Did I mention I have a baby on the way that might derail this challenge?  I'm going to do everything in my might to read all 30 before I'm 30.  I started The Handmaiden's Tale last night and am revved up for reading again.  For the past 4 months I've been really absorbed in pregnancy books, but have kind of gotten over them for now, so this leaves more time for my challenge.

And I have a new resolve to complete it.  Mr. Cob recently pointed out that I'm not really good about finishing things I start.  I was extremely offended at first, but then I realized, he's right. 

Examples:

Over a year ago I bought a table and four chairs at a yard sale with the intent of "refurbishing" them.  For a good week after my purchase I'd work on the table every night after work. Sanding the paint off, cleaning the grout between the tiles and looking at paint swatches.  And then nothing.  The table is sitting in the basement unhappily unfinished.

We started our "church search" many months ago and have made zero progress.  (Ok, we went to one church.  One church does not a church search make.)

I've started writing two books in the past year.  Both extremely unfinished.

I collected all the mementos from my trip to Europe with Mr. Cob in 2007, with the intention of making a scrapbook.  Mementos are still in bag and I never even bought the scrapbook.  And then I repeated the process for our wedding in 2008 - all the mementos from my showers, bachelorette party, wedding and honeymoon all sit in a box in our office.

I'm a starter.  Not so much a finisher.

But I don't like that about myself.  So starting today, June 17, my new resolution is to become a finisher. 

Who ever said you needed the new year to make a new resolution?  Silly conformists.

With that, I will finish the 30 books challenge.  Just watch me.