Ha ha. We are in a puzzle stage. Puzzle? Yes, we are making puzzles to pass the time. And after the last one – not pictured – (ha ha) I decided to design one myself. Online, they do everything. I found a website. They made a picture into a puzzle. It worked out as well as any other puzzle we have. Yes, it’s a flock of yellow sheep. We came across this group while traveling in Scotland. I’m not name dropping or bragging. It’s just: this is not something you see every day. In the background (did you peek?) there’s my nutty cat. He climbed to the top of the bookcase and leaped down. Ha ha, I made you peek.
Late 2018, the (new) bookcase was in construction (by me). Hence, the cat litter boxes were the spacers holding up the first shelf. Colleen had a triangle loom and had just taken a piece from it, the shawl. …pretty talented group of folks at our house.
And Nutley? (That’s the cat.) He can balance on the edge of a chair or walk the banister without falling. He’s still with us. Lucky or nine lives?
There’s a TV ad for a credit card that asks, “What’s in your (bookcase)?” Lately, they have been making a big deal out of what’s in the bookcase of celebrities as they are interviewed during Covid19. I’ve been peering at backgrounds for a long while before this. What I can say is that backgrounds are indeed distracting. Meanwhile, it’s a rare moment when our bookcase is displayed in a tidy room… medical books, cook books, Photoshop skill books, weaving books…and some arts and crafts, so as to make the bookcase look uncrowded. There, you got it. No great authors and no great insight. Usually, I have a cat or other subject in the foreground. And, as I said, it’s rarely neat. Hey, this is work in progress!
While, I on the topic, there are people who won’t drink Corona beer any more. Republicans? Dumb asses? Corona can counter that its beer (alcohol) counteracts the virus. After all it’s (alcohol) is in hand sanitizer. And, consuming disinfectant (our fearless leader says it’s so!!) would kill the virus within us!!! Oh yeah!!!
DISCLAIMER: Consumption of disinfectant will kill your dumb ass!
Titles? I’m not ashamed to say we don’t have best sellers.
I guess it’s nice to keep looking back. There was a time when we were less cluttered. Ahem. Would that be: are we more or less organized now than once before? It’s interesting to see how things were and compare to now. No matter, that bare wall is not bare any longer.
Look what I’ve done! The concept and planning have been going on for more than a year. The base was built in one afternoon back in December 2017. Then the project sat in the garage until August 25. From then on the bookcase was slowly assembled. The biggest problem was wrestling large pieces of wood. The assembly was painstaking. It’s solid. It’s straight. It’s huge. You might ask, why hoard all of your old medical books? I am retired. It’s not like I’m going to start working again. There is still space remaining for more though I would sorely like to downsize. I read ebooks now. Otherwise, the paperback collection would be considerably more. Hey! It’s pretty. Finished. Next project? Yes, there will be a next project. Meanwhile, some might question the notion of starting with something so big. At last, after considerable time (years) I feel like I’ve moved in.
I’m happily exhausted. This has been a project in the works for a long time. It’s been a project in progress since the summer. So, for months the house has been a mess. Each step was painstaking. No mistakes!! Only perfection would do. It has to look professional. Otherwise – failure.
I’m cheap. In the past other craftsman have built bookcases in my homes and I have paid handsomely (very). This time I decided to do it myself. The wood was expensive. Sure! But the construction? I spent countless hours working on each step. I had a rough plan. And then I built it to fit the space, right down to the inch. Yes, there was some last minute adjustments in order to fit the pieces into place. Yeah, try and persuade a sheet of 4’X8′ plywood to move a millimeter or two. It’s easy to move it an inch. It’s the last few mm that determine perfection. Yes, there are errors. It ain’t brain surgery! No one dies. It’s unfinished yet. That’s the one big difference. Everyone expects you to finish brain surgery the same day. Now, that’s pressure. Think of it another way: it’s all in the finish…