Wham Wham Wham Wham WHAM!

When I got home from spinning class on Sunday, I discovered that my last bookcase had arrived. It turns out mom had spotted the neighbours coming home, and grabbed them. (She has my spare keys.)

Sunday night I decided to start fixing the back of the bookcase. I had to start by hammering in the staples because they didn't want to come out. With a resounding *thwack* I hammered in the first staple... and then realized that 10 pm was perhaps not the best time to do this activity. (I may not be that bright, but I at least learn fast.)

10 am Monday morning I continued where I left off, and prayed that no one was trying to sleep. I hammered in all the staples (WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! ...I sure had used a lot of staples!), applied glue, then hammered in some nails (Wham Wham Wham Wham WHAM! Wham Wham Wham Wham WHAM! Wham Wham Wham Wham WHAM! ...)

No one pounded on my door, so hopefully that means no one was royally ticked off with my activities...

The bookcase without back:


The bookcase back together again: