The Twins

As he said he would, H built the second bookcase last night. I think getting all the books in them was the hard part. Our books - or, rather, my books - have been in boxes for a couple of years now awaiting this glorious moment when I finally had floor to ceiling bookcases and all would be right with the world.

Here they are basking in the sunlight this morning:

You can click thru to Flickr and read the notes on the photo. Also, we will be adding moulding eventually.

Now, H has never built any furniture, but we found many free plans online. Before we set to building, though, we scoped out other alternatives. Particle board or unfinished wood bookcases were much too expensive; the unfinished bookcases would have cost us a thousand dollars. Um, no thank you. Our bookcases were a mere fraction of that. Plus, H can now admire them in that manly way that says, "I am man and I made this with my own two hands." Much like the caveman who first made fire and promptly beat his chest and grunted. Virility through woodworking.