Months ago we picked up a shelf at a vintage market.
When I saw it I didn’t know what I was going to do
with it, where it would fit, if one of my grown girls would want it,
and such things as that. Anyways I finally got around to painting it
after I decided I wanted to hang it on the wall sideways. This, sideways
stuff, is usually difficult for my guy, Mr. Fix-it, to handle. He’s all in
on improving , fixing, redoing, but sideways shelves, on walls above his head.
Almost too much. But he did it. He even tightened it all up and made it sturdier.
