Door Makeover Day 2

After I worked my magic on the door hardware, I started tackling the door himself herself itself. Basically, I started painting.

Start with one (1) door.

Remove hardware. Check!

And sand!

Sand vigorously! I mean really sand the heck out of that old splintery, unloved, nasty, boogery door!

My apologies, sanding gets me all worked up for lost causes.

Oh, let me introduce you to our bedroom's closet shelf. Welcome to the paint party!

More sanding, ay yi yi!

Previous paint splotchies.

Is that dirt or is it something growing? Let's pretend it's just dirt.

Check out this paint bucket. It has a magnet for holding your paint brush up out of the paint. Pretty nifty, huh?

This is a comparison of new (right side) versus old (left side).

This bug dive-bombed himself herself itself into my fresh paint.

4 out of 6 legs ain't bad, right? (Unless you're the bug!) Plus, a smudge!

Somewhat streaky, in need of a second coat.

Bubble wrap for protection.

And that's how you paint a door. Layer after layer after hand-cramping layer, et cetera ad nauseum.

Don't Go To Sleep

Lately the past year or so when I'm home alone, or Boots is asleep, or if I'm just plain ol' bored I start thinking about things I can do to our house that I've read about online.  Since we are in the middle of a home renovation I get lots of crazy ideas.  Like this.

This is the knob on our bedroom door.  Nothing fancy or spectacular, but that's ok.

It's sad to think about somebody just carelessly slopping paint all over the button latch thingy parts.

I'll skip the boring part-- taking off the hardware, sanding, buying spray paint, buying deglosser (forgot it the first trip)-- and get to the fun stuff!

You know what, poking all those holes in the cardboard with the screws really wasn't that fun.  Kinda hurt my fingers.

Initially, this project started out in the front yard; however, due to a fashion mishap that is holey low-rise jeans that are my "work" pants that I do "work" stuff in, like paint, that tend to show my flashy backside, I moved inside the that's-why-they-call-it-privacy fence to the back yard so no one except the squirrels could see me.

The squirrels dropped acorns at me while I was taking these pictures.

This is one coat.

Ain't they pretty?

Boots is going to die! when he realizes there's glitter in the paint!

My instructions said wait about 20 minutes between coats, but I just don't listen so I gave it at least 30 minutes (sometimes 45, once an hour!) just to be sure they weren't sticky.

Lots of checking to make sure leaves weren't piling up on them.

And Frank, just sunning.

Previous owners needed painting lessons, dontcha think?