Productive week!
I have had a very productive week, and it shall be more productive tomorrow: I have a volunteer to help me build my last set of shelves! Which means I need to clean up the cat litter and rearrange the downstairs a bit to actually put the shelves where they belong, but it's SO going to be worth it. The way I'm building them results in a deceptive amount of paperback room, so I'm thinking I'll adjust this set of shelves to hold CDs, DVDs, manga, and other slightly-taller-than-paperback items. I definitely need to tweak the hardback shelves at the bottom so the backplate covers them with minimal jiggery.
My shelf design: two tall shelves for hardbacks, four or five smaller shelves for paperbacks, on wheels. The bottom of the shelves is 2" framing timber, the rest is 1x10s, IIRC. The wheels are rated for 400 pounds each, and I have two rotating casters and two stationary casters. If I'm feeling inspired, I might even upload pictures somewhere. :) They're not on wheels for easy redecorating, incidentally; they're not designed to be moved significantly. In fact, once loaded they should only be moved by, well, me, unless I'm actually moving house. They're on wheels so I never, ever, EVER have to box up my books again. This way, I can lay down a cheap plywood walkway between the door and a moving van, wrap the unit in self-sticky plastic, and have an adult at either end supporting it on its roll out the door. And they're on standalone shelves because I never, ever, EVER want to hear the thunderous crash of that many books all falling off the water-damaged wall at the same time. Just remembering it makes me cringe.
*rubs face* I've done other stuff, but really can't remember anything right now. Time for bed, methinks. Oh, and if you're looking for a terrible movie to not watch? I highly recommend not watching Gor; it's available on Netflix, but they swing their swords like they're hunting butterflies, ride horses by flapping their arms and shouting "HA!", and the leading man is strictly decorative, and only when "unconscious". Which is to say, whenever the leading man opened his mouth or did anything, I was totally disenchanted. His best scene was the one where he's unconscious. *sigh* What a waste of a very nice jawline.
My shelf design: two tall shelves for hardbacks, four or five smaller shelves for paperbacks, on wheels. The bottom of the shelves is 2" framing timber, the rest is 1x10s, IIRC. The wheels are rated for 400 pounds each, and I have two rotating casters and two stationary casters. If I'm feeling inspired, I might even upload pictures somewhere. :) They're not on wheels for easy redecorating, incidentally; they're not designed to be moved significantly. In fact, once loaded they should only be moved by, well, me, unless I'm actually moving house. They're on wheels so I never, ever, EVER have to box up my books again. This way, I can lay down a cheap plywood walkway between the door and a moving van, wrap the unit in self-sticky plastic, and have an adult at either end supporting it on its roll out the door. And they're on standalone shelves because I never, ever, EVER want to hear the thunderous crash of that many books all falling off the water-damaged wall at the same time. Just remembering it makes me cringe.
*rubs face* I've done other stuff, but really can't remember anything right now. Time for bed, methinks. Oh, and if you're looking for a terrible movie to not watch? I highly recommend not watching Gor; it's available on Netflix, but they swing their swords like they're hunting butterflies, ride horses by flapping their arms and shouting "HA!", and the leading man is strictly decorative, and only when "unconscious". Which is to say, whenever the leading man opened his mouth or did anything, I was totally disenchanted. His best scene was the one where he's unconscious. *sigh* What a waste of a very nice jawline.