I know, this is late. But honestly, I’m at the point in life where if something I produce (blog posts, offspring, a well-meant birthday card) isn’t two weeks late, then something’s wrong.  I read 36 books in 2019! My most ever. I have to say I’m really proud of myself–so proud, in fact, that I think I’m going to write a blog post with my advice on how to read more books. Maybe next week (or in two weeks).  My goal for 2020 is to hit around the same number, but we’ll see.  Anyway, I’ve been bad about getting my