John agreed to help me hang shelves in my place this weekend. When he arrived he announced that he would show me to hang the shelves but then I was responsible for hanging them myself. What a great challenge. And I aced it. John supervised and had to help push in a few screws, but other than that, yours truly became Shelf Queen (self-proclaimed). I. Am. Awesome.
The bathroom shelves were also hung, like so:
Now if only that ugly completely difficult to use medicine cabinet would go away, everything would be grand.
Well actually that's not true either. I may have newly hung shelves all over my place, but this has only made realize I have nothing to put on them. I have been on a huge clean-out-everything spree, which is good, but now I have no books, no candles, no vases, nada. I have some pretty artwork I ordered off of the internet, but no frames so they sit in plastic sheets and cardboard tubes.
I think I feel an Ikea trip coming on...who's in? I. Love. Ikea.
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