I've just assembled two 2-metre-high bookshelves (one is fatter, the other thinner) all by myself. It was not really difficult as I had done it before. When I first moved out to live on my own, I put together all my furniture (except two wardrobes which were done by my bro) myself. But it was like 12 years ago and I was 12 years younger. As far as I can remember, the assembling was tiring, but not that tiring. These two new bookshelves that I did today have really got me exhausted. The thought of unpacking the books and putting them up was dreadful ... Well they can wait.
I need a good rest.
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