Thanks to my hardworking husband, I now have shelves to hold the rest of my books that have been packed away since we got married. He did the building, I did the painting and book-filling, and voila! For a good couple of weeks, it was like Christmas every morning. I'd walk in and admire the shelves before I went to bed; I'd walk in and admire the shelves as soon as I woke up; I'd walk in and admire the shelves a handful of times during the day...
The pics are grainy and have abysmal lighting, and there's construction clutter all around the frame, and I hadn't quite finished putting all my books on the shelf in the second picture, but you get the general idea.
(Note: I still need to slap one more coat of paint on the cabinet doors before Rundy can put on the door handles, so it's not
absolutely finished yet. But pretty close.)
