State of disrepair

Anyone that knows me knows that I'm not the world's cleverest person. When it comes to things that fall into the manual labour category I definitely suck. If I'm told what to do I can do it in record time and with as much polish as I'm able to imagine. Realistically, I'm just not the physcial labour type. Handy Man? Carpenter Boy? Nail Gun Lad? I'm none of these people? Ask me to put something together or paint something, well... let's be frank, I need instructions.

I bought a bookshelf on the weekend to put the tiny amount of novels and graphic novels that I brought with me on. As you can see from the photo, I'm not all the way through this home improvement. In my enthusiasm - yes, having a screw driver in my hand makes me enthusiastic - I screwed the shelves into the sideboards. It was only after screwing in every shelf and ripping the skin from one finger that I realised that perhaps, just perhaps, I'd made a miscalculation.

As I furiously screwed the cheap wooden shelves into the sideboards, I could do little more than admire my ability to be the handyman I thought I would never be. Maybe I will one day be the 'full packege'... This was what I was thinking until I realised that I had screwed the shelves in in the wrong order. If I intend to put the plywood backboards in, then it's very obvious that it can't be done the way I've done it. After screwing four shelves in very tightly and ripping several inches of first degree skin away, I can only question what happens next.

After losing skin, do you unscrew the shelves and put them in the right order or just put in the other sideboard and pretend that there were never any backboards at all? I've decided to put this up to the wisdom of others because I am clearly not in the Tim the Toolman category...