You know how one thing leads to another. I know how one thing leads to another. But sometimes I forget that one thing leads to another… like today…I decided that I would swap the door in the laundry room with the front door. “Why?”, you ask. Three reasons:
A. Because the door in the laundry room has windows which would allow more light into my den.
2. Because I could, which, sometimes is the only reason a girl needs.
D. Because Joel was at work.
Right off the bat, as I was removing the doors from the hinges, I stripped several screws. This meant that I would have to purchase the tool that allows you to unscrew screws that have been screwed up. Since I did not know the name of this tool, I called Joel. He provided the information I needed. I don’t know if he was really involved in his work, or if he was a little scared, but this is the first time he didn’t ask what I was doing. I drove to town and purchased the
Grabit Pro. This thing worked like a charm, and had I realized how much fun using it would be, I would have been stripping screws a long time ago…on purpose. After taking the doors down, I realized that I had forgotten to buy a wood chisel, so I went BACK to town and bought this
so I could do this
so that the hinges would fit right. When I got the door hung in the den, the doorway was ever so slightly too small and the door wouldn’t close. So, I had to trim the blooming door. Because I didn’t have a plane, I decided to use a side grinder with an eighty grit wheel. Not the smartest thing to do, especially since I didn’t take the door down. It worked pretty well, but when I got finished, it looked like Jack Frost had made a pass through my den. There was sawdust everywhere. When I FINALLY got that cleaned up, I realized that I needed a new door knob. So, back to town I went. Along with the door knob, I bought a plane so that I could
finish trimming the door. I was DONE decorating with sawdust. This time I took the door down. When I finished with the plane, I hung the door back up and installed the knob.
I took down the old storm door. All I need to do is
clean the door and where the storm door was and paint. I didn’t think I did too bad…..for a girl.
2 thoughts on “Not too bad…for a girl”
It was a great job but you could have bought a new one for the amount of gas you used driving back and forth to town!
Hey Susan-What a wonderful day-great idea-wonderful tools- beautiful drive from home to town (several times) What better way to spend a day.