This took more effort than you might think
This is my door. I know it doesn’t seem so exciting, but this thing took some work. This is the door to the master bedroom. The original door had a big hole in the top, like the previous tenants might have had a disagreement at some point and decided the door would be a better recipient of their anger. While painting the bedroom, we took the door off to have easier access to all the walls. Luckily, since Drew and I live alone, there was no big rush to put another door up.
Our wonderful friend and handyman, Brian, just happened to have a spare door lying around his house, and he offered it to us. I don’t know why someone just has a spare door, but we accepted his offer. It was a slightly different wood grain and color than the other doors, but we figured a good wash and a coat of paint would take care of that.
So, I set to the job of painting it. I figured I’d whip it out in no time, after all the painting I had done all over the house. I’m pretty much an expert now, after all.
Painting a door takes more effort than I expected. It takes a lot to get in all the panels, plus one coat wasn’t going to cut it. And by the time I finished with one side of the door, I had too much of a hand-cramp to continue, so the back side had to wait until the next day.
So, basically, the stupid door took me two whole weekends to finish. But it looks mighty nice, if I do say so myself.
My hard work
Whats so surprising about someone having a spare door lying around? Didn’t you ever look in our garage when you were growing up?