Little piles here and there of my books have slowly been taking over my condo. And I've known for a while that I need more bookshelves (or to *GASP* give up some of my books)...but I didn't want to go out and buy just any old shelf. Dad made the four I have, so I wanted him to make the new ones too. I just kept forgetting to ask. Sigh. In fact, he's made most of my lovely wood furniture -- coffee table, end tables, night stand, t.v. trays and bookshelves.
And now he is going to make me two more bookshelves. How lovely. I already know where I will put them and how I will reorganize my books to make it all work best.
Here's the picture I sent dad this morning of one of the ones he's already made...and I diligently took the measurements last night too, so the new ones will blend right in. Of course, you can tell by the shelf that even the books on the shelves need a little, um, reorganizing.
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