It's Done! With Help

Earlier this month, I wrote about a gift I got myself, a bookshelf, and how hard putting it together was on my hands. By last week, it was less than half done, though at least I was making progress.

Still a lot of parts, though...

I had mentioned this at my knitting group last Monday night, and a few days later, one of my friends reached out to say that she had told her husband about it, and he volunteered to come over and finish it for me! (Perhaps I should call him her extremely handy and recently retired husband? Yes.) So Saturday afternoon, they came over with power tools, we did some back-and-forthing about what was supposed to come next (during which at one point I said that I felt like I was taking a quiz for which I hadn't studied), and when it was done, he said with seeming sincerity, "That was fun!"

And we had this:

It fits very neatly by where I sit in the living room, in the previously dead space between the end of the loveseat, the end table, and the bigger bookcase in the corner.

The books on it are a very random assortment that have piled up and I have been meaning to look at: gifts and things that I've picked up, that need to be assessed for the two big questions: do I want to read this, and do I want to keep this.

Even if it takes all year, having them at hand is more likely to work than having them where they were before.