I had the pleasure of working with a cousin of mine a few weeks ago. Together we built a bookshelf. I say bookshelf, although it houses my movies. Truth be told, my cousin did most of the work. I did, however, help with the gluing and nailing. I am waiting to paint it until I have my own place and more concrete decorating ideas. I was going to take a picture of it when I first got it home, but was too anxious and immediately filled the shelves. It was then that I realized I would have to wait to take the before/after photos. Last night Dharma woke me up to inform me that the shelf had fallen on her bed, my couch’s ottoman. The shelf remained in tact, which proves just how much love went into making sure it would survive such unforeseen instances. The movie collection, on the other hand, was strewn half way across the basement. Before I placed all the movies back on the shelves, alphabetically this time, I made sure to take a picture. There is enough wood left over to make a second shelf, so I still have that to look forward to. After I get the second shelf I can spread my collection out and not have to cram as many as I can onto the lone shelf. I love having homemade stuff, especially stuff that I helped to create!
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