I was in an all too familiar of a situation and one I’d prefer to never be in again. I was broke, bored and had nothing to do except contemplate my situation. My room was a grotesque vision of toppling piles of books and dirty laundry that made you wish you were overlooking a murder scene. Action had to be taken, something had to be done.
My day had shifted and for a reason unknown making a bookshelf seemed like the perfect project to get through the afternoon.
A few cinder blocks would make the foundation and extra boards we had around the house would make perfect shelves. Since for many levels I was using half cinder blocks I used a wall as back support to keep the whole makeshift mess from falling over. After over 6 months of testing the bookshelf has stood up to everything a bookshelf can have thrown on it(sometimes literally) on top of being an impromptu workbench.