Posts tagged: closet-doors
Clothing Your Closets in Style
By kestrelWe’ve all seen them. The closets that we use to hide things. It’s your washer and dryer surrounded by a growing mound of clothes. Your childrens toys that have multiplied and your hoping will be contained in the closet. Or perhaps it’s that slightly embarrassing collection of black velvet Elvis paintings you’ve collected over the years
Maybe you actually use your closet to hold clothes. Did you recently go to great lengths and expen » READ MORE
Day 38: I Think We're A-Gonna Hafta Paint 'Er
By egelliaNumber one and first of all: I was right. And we all know that is the most important thing.
Darker don’t do diddly.
I bought the darkest Minwax stain I could find in the wee-sized pot. “Dark Walnut.” They didn’t have a sample of it, and you know you can never trust those pictures on the can, but what the hell. I figured I was giving this one final shot – one final half-assed shot, I should say – and then it would be latex time.
(For a » READ MORE
Darker don’t do diddly.
I bought the darkest Minwax stain I could find in the wee-sized pot. “Dark Walnut.” They didn’t have a sample of it, and you know you can never trust those pictures on the can, but what the hell. I figured I was giving this one final shot – one final half-assed shot, I should say – and then it would be latex time.
(For a » READ MORE
Twenty-Eight Days Later...
By egelliaOkay, so yesterday we went to this old inn for dinner (yes, I know it's summer now, but I liked the winter image best of all the pictures on their website) and Johnny pointed out to me, practically the minute we walked in, a door there that looked a lot like our one I'm so obsessed with.
And I do realize I'm obsessed.
In my defense (especially for those of you who so kindly expressed a refreshingly-honest "Throw it away!" on yesterday's post), th » READ MORE
And I do realize I'm obsessed.
In my defense (especially for those of you who so kindly expressed a refreshingly-honest "Throw it away!" on yesterday's post), th » READ MORE
Day 25, Project 3: Opinions, Please?
By egelliaJohnny’s a pain in my butt.
I finished working out this morning, and was going to step in the shower, when I realized if I got in now I’d have to listen to church on the radio while I was in there. So I decided what the hell -- family plans or no family plans -- I can take twenty minutes and slap a coat of varnish on the door, and that way I can listen to something more interesting than sin-and-salvation while I shaved my legs.
The irony of » READ MORE
I finished working out this morning, and was going to step in the shower, when I realized if I got in now I’d have to listen to church on the radio while I was in there. So I decided what the hell -- family plans or no family plans -- I can take twenty minutes and slap a coat of varnish on the door, and that way I can listen to something more interesting than sin-and-salvation while I shaved my legs.
The irony of » READ MOREDay 24, Project 3: Quick Like A Bunny
By egelliaJohnny and I just got back from helping Andy on his house all day. That is a long story that only starts with a baby bunny getting runned-over with the lawn mower. I promise to tell you at least some of it tomorrow (though that's all I'll say about poor Peter) but for now I just found out I have to run back out again and save my husband from himself. So here are some pictures to tide you over for now -- and to satisfy my Prudent Heart.
I did the » READ MORE
I did the » READ MORE
Day 23, Project 9: Give Me Enough Rope...
By egelliaI hung a picture.
Yeah, I know it doesn’t sound like much, but consider the story of this particular work of art…
The actual piece of paper was a Christmas gift (birthday?) three years ago (five?) from my brother (definitely brother). It lived between the pages of a book until two years ago, when we finished the laundry room and I asked Johnny to frame it for me for as a present so I could hang it in there -- it’s a picture of a washing machi » READ MORE
Yeah, I know it doesn’t sound like much, but consider the story of this particular work of art…
The actual piece of paper was a Christmas gift (birthday?) three years ago (five?) from my brother (definitely brother). It lived between the pages of a book until two years ago, when we finished the laundry room and I asked Johnny to frame it for me for as a present so I could hang it in there -- it’s a picture of a washing machi » READ MORE
Day 22, Project 3: I Finally Broke In To The Prison
By egelliaWhat ever possessed me to believe that Leonard Cohen would be the appropriate soundtrack for this job? Well, I’ll tell you. When I started setting things up and deciding what I might want to listen to, the only thing I could hear inside my head was “Like a bird on a wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried, in my way, to be free…”
So Songs of Leonard Cohen it had to be, because Johnny Cash’s version of that song is just just t » READ MORE
So Songs of Leonard Cohen it had to be, because Johnny Cash’s version of that song is just just t » READ MORE
Day 20, Project 3 (but mostly a little rant about Project 8): Hairy Underpants
By egelliaI have this thing about leaving dirty clothes lying around waiting to go in the laundry. I don’t know why. I don’t have anywhere near the same hangup about the clean clothes.
Obviously:
But for the most part, ever since I’ve had a washer/dryer of my own (and maybe, now that I think of it, because of all the years I didn’t have a washer/dryer of my own), the washing machine is my laundry hamper. Dirty clothes get tossed in there the minut » READ MORE
Obviously:
But for the most part, ever since I’ve had a washer/dryer of my own (and maybe, now that I think of it, because of all the years I didn’t have a washer/dryer of my own), the washing machine is my laundry hamper. Dirty clothes get tossed in there the minut » READ MORE
Day 18, Project 3 & 8: Me too.
By egelliaMe too this.
So last night Johnny told me to bring the door in but I said “You told me it would be okay.” Actually, I think I may have started a fight over the fact that he was (gasp!) going to help me bring it in, and I was insisting that I could do it “by my ownself” (a phrase borrowed from the first delightful book I've read all month). So then of course, being the most rational of all rational creatures, we left it out there rather th » READ MORE
So last night Johnny told me to bring the door in but I said “You told me it would be okay.” Actually, I think I may have started a fight over the fact that he was (gasp!) going to help me bring it in, and I was insisting that I could do it “by my ownself” (a phrase borrowed from the first delightful book I've read all month). So then of course, being the most rational of all rational creatures, we left it out there rather th » READ MORE
Day 17, Projects 3, 6 and 7: Oh No! Oh. Okay.
By egelliaI forgot to mention yesterday that Johnny said I didn’t have to be so anal about hauling the door in every afternoon and out again every morning. (I was afraid the dew settling on it in the night would warp or water-stain it). He said it might swell a bit in the night but it would shrink back down by morning, and as long as I made sure it was dry before I varnished it then it would be okay. So after he squirted it with bleach last night we left i » READ MORE
Day Fifteen Redux: To Hell With All Of That
By egelliaIt didn't look like the bleach was doing anything this morning, so I hit it again before I left for work. Johnny didn't say it was okay to do this, but he didn't say it wasn't, either...
The skies darkened and threatened and scowled while I was in the city, but I shook my fist at them and told them they better not or I'd sic Goody on them. They didn't. Phew. I'm so relieved. Imagine how ugly the door would be if it got all rainstains on it!
Almos » READ MORE
The skies darkened and threatened and scowled while I was in the city, but I shook my fist at them and told them they better not or I'd sic Goody on them. They didn't. Phew. I'm so relieved. Imagine how ugly the door would be if it got all rainstains on it!
Almos » READ MORE
Day 15, Project Three: The Best Disinfectant
By egelliaThey aren’t predicting sun today, but they aren’t predicting rain, either, and I couldn’t stand it any longer so I did it already. I squirted the door. Woke up at 6:00, brushed my teeth, put the coffee on, and went outside.
Who knew straight bleach was so basic? As in pH, I mean. My hands were so slippery after, I had to (ugh) wash dishes just to get the feeling off. (Who out there might of thought of putting gloves on before you got that s » READ MORE
Who knew straight bleach was so basic? As in pH, I mean. My hands were so slippery after, I had to (ugh) wash dishes just to get the feeling off. (Who out there might of thought of putting gloves on before you got that s » READ MORE
Day Four, Project Three: Philips, Flat Or Flowery?
By egelliaFirst of all , let me just say: Happy National Homeownership Month, everybody! I’ve been waiting for this ever since I first read about it in the Economist magazine, and now the moment’s finally here. Can’t you just feel the love…?
Okay, back on your heads.
Now that I’ve done it, I realize that taking a door off its hinges is not exactly a thing-a-day job. It took all of thirty seconds. But I was afraid maybe the hinges were so paint-fuse » READ MORE
Okay, back on your heads.
Now that I’ve done it, I realize that taking a door off its hinges is not exactly a thing-a-day job. It took all of thirty seconds. But I was afraid maybe the hinges were so paint-fuse » READ MORE
