Enter at Your Own Risk

We knew when we moved into the house that we'd need to replace the front door...it looked like an original from the 50's. But, we weren't prepared to do it in the first few months after we moved in. Then came that fateful day...the day Mark locked himself out and he had to break the front windows to unlock the door and get in. He did put a band aid on the door (see the plywood over the window on the "before" pic) for the time being AND put in a lock box, but replacement was inevitable.

We were counting on the weather man's prediction and decided to stay home from the lake one weekend when the forecast looked good. We managed to get the project done without any rain...and without any major injuries (just a few cuts and scrapes).

There's something weird about opening your house to the outdoors and to all the neighbors. I didn't like the feeling...wanted my door back on right away! I don't know if it was a sense of vulnerability, but whatever it was I didn't like it.

If you look closely at the "during" construction picture, you can see our FABULOUS dining room light fixture...OK, maybe not so fabulous. It is actually one of the ugliest I've ever seen. Oh ya, you can also see our hole in the ceiling where we had to rip apart the house in order to get our couch inside the day after moving. Can't wait until we get to the living room part of this remodel and we get to close it back up.

For those who know me, you can tell that this project is taking every ounce of patience I have (which admittedly wasn't a lot). I think I'm doing pretty well...but you'll have to ask Mark. On second thought, don't ask him...I don't want to know. I'll just live in my little land of make believe for a bit longer (with the front door deadbolt locked tight).