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Doors, Doors, Boring Doors....

So this post will be admittedly a bit slow and boring.  It is really just about me letting you know what I have been up to when I am not working.  Since I am part time and I don't have many lesson plans to prepare and little grading, I tend to have some free time.  While I do get to spend extra time with Nathan each morning I also like to keep busy with a few projects around the house to help me earn my keep.  Luckily there will be a big payoff come the end of this post.  Just wait for it. . . .

Over about the past month I have been diligently painting all our interior doors.  When we moved into our new house just about every door in the house was color matched to the walls.  That style worked well for the previous owners, but just wasn't our style.  In some rooms it actually didn't look horrible, however once we changed room colors then the doors began to look pretty funny.

We decided we would just paint all the doors white.  This would help modernize things and help make the house feel a bit lighter.  So I started out downstairs, as this was the funniest color combo after we painted the walls.  It was easy enough to paint most of the downstairs doors over one weekend, but after that it became a bit more tricky.

Upstairs, we had carpet to deal with, and let's just say I am not always the most careful painter.  (There is a nice story here, you'll have to ask) I decided it would be smarter to take down the doors upstairs and utilize our wonderful garage to paint them.  So I began to strategize how to remove one door and rotate what door was down so Nathan would always have a door on his room and the rest of us could get him to go to sleep at a normal time.  My schedule worked for the most part, it was a bit strange to not have doors going into the master bedroom for a couple days but it worked out.

Downstairs Bathroom

Coat Closet

Door to the Backyard

Pantry

Garage

Nathan's Closet

Nathan's Room


Laundry and Master Bedroom

Guest Room and Closet

Master Closet
As you can see there are a lot of doors in our house.  It took quite a while to get them all painted.  They were all painted a darker color than white, so it took 2-3 coats to get them nice and white.  I started painting just one at a time in the garage, but soon kicked Erin out of parking and started doing two doors at once.  I would put a coat on prior to going to work, and most days put on a coat in the evening after work once the mornings coat was dry.  Nathan was great at helping me take the doors down.  He didn't help so much with painting though.

After painting 15 doors plain old non-creative white.  I decided that we needed to add a pop of color to our front door.  Erin agreed, and since I had already spray painted some planters the old owners had left a nice purple we decided on a nice yellow for our front entry door would be the perfect color combo.  Erin picked out a nice solid shade from one of her HGTV magazines, and I countered with something a bit brighter.  She thought mine was too bright, but since I was the one buying the paint, she let go and let me choose the color.

I'll let you be the judge when you come visit, but let's just say Erin may have been more right than I.  The yellow I choose is certainly a pop of color.  It is very bright.  None the less we now have a bright yellow door with two nice purple planters on the porch.  Erin, recently read an article about a family that paints their front door a new color every year.  Despite the work and the pain that it was to tape, and sand and attempt to paint smooth without any runs (luckily the shear brightness blinds you into not noticing my lack of skill in the painting department)  I may consider starting this tradition.  We'll see, as Erin said, it may grow on me.  Regardless we have the brightest door on the block.
You can see the bright yellow here.

And our purple planters.

And finally. . . wait for it. . .


. . .




Here it is our new BRIGHT yellow door.










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