One light shines in the drive/ One single sign/ That our house is alive/ Our house, our own/So why do I/ Live there alone?

I think of life in terms of opportunity costs. Moreover, I get really irritated by people who don't (sure, this may not be a waste of time per se, but compared to everything else we could be doing at this moment, it is a waste of time). So, let's calculate some list opportunity costs.

There are 1001 books on the list. That's about 348,629 pages or 104,588,700words (~300 words a page); that should take about 582 hours to read (rate calculated using this site's estimations). So far I have read 624 books on the list (is that a lot? it feels like it should be more? Lord, I'll never be done with this project). So that means ~363 hours of reading. Right? Someone check my math. Also, does that gut check for you? I have no idea.

Let's assume it's correct. Here are some other things I could have been doing during that time:

• 181.5 flying trapeze classes
• 363 static trapeze classes
• 9 Rosetta Stone language levels
• 484 spin classes
• 24 scarves knitted
• 871 Focus T25 workouts
• 2.5 drives around the world (if there was a road that went around the earth's diameter and I drove continuously at 55mph)
• 653,400 pushups 
• 77.5 marathons (if I'm the median woman)
• An indeterminate non-zero number of Suzuki method violin books completed (I could not find a helpful estimate of time anywhere, but man are parents worried that their 3 and 4 year olds aren't progressing quickly enough).

So, is it worth it? Hard to say, though it is very unlikely that I would have done any of these alternative activities in the time I spent reading, so probably.