First, painting the shelf.
|bookshelf, with new back (courtesy of dad)|
|new coat of paint|
first load of books, plus some old magazines
Now, the story. . . As I mentioned, the bookshelf was a free score this past summer, and came from a house around the corner and down the road from my parents. My mom had called and said she'd seen "some doors and a bookshelf at Susan's house," so dad and I stopped on our way to moving some other things. It seemed in good condition, so we grabbed it. Fast-forward a few hours and we unload it from the truck. It is then that I notice the unmistakable "teacher handwriting" on the two labels on the shelves:
|A-6. . . sounds vaguely familiar. . .|
I'm a little excited that the shelf has come back into my life 21ish years later!
A kitchen post will be coming soon, as well as an update or two on other crafty things going on. . .