This is me feeling guilty about slacking off this past week while Maura worked on ambitious house projects.
This is a set of bookshelves Maura bought years ago, somnology but have sat unassembled in the dining room while the cats used the box as a scratching post.
This is where I began to question the wisdom of my decision.
This is Jem “helping out.”
This did not go exactly as planned.
This is the point where I said “good enough” and called it day.
This is proof that somebody appreciated my effort.