Sadly, I didn't finish Anna Karenina in 2012, as I had resolved to. I didn't even try. In 2010, my last full calendar year without a child at home, I finished 60 books. In 2012, my first full calendar year caring daily for Mason, I finished eight books. Welcome to motherhood.
Yes, I can meet my reading goals and write a dissertation, finish a PhD program, work full-time, be married, run marathons and other races, travel, and spend time with friends and family among many other commitments. But one small child underfoot can disrupt everything--in all the best ways, of course!
As far as I can remember, my list of unfinished books equals two:
I vow to finish both books one day--perhaps that will be a future New Year's resolution--but not this year. Savoring my boy's little years takes precedence over a book that will inevitably be a struggle to finish.
Do you have any unfinished books that haunt you? Think you'll ever finish them?