A coat of paint does wonders
Since we had a beautiful weekend I found it perfect to do some touch-up painting. I repainted the kitchen door a pretty raspberry red. I then moved on to two decorative plaques that will have our house numbers tacked on them. They look so nice.
Now what should I do with the front door? She is a beautiful door, built in 1925, solid and two inches thick and rounded at the top. That is why I wanted to buy this house, just for the front door. The inside of the door is natural wood that has darkened with age, as 86 can be a bit elderly. The front of the door is red but the paint job is just paint covering layers of chipped paint.
Four years ago I was going to strip the door and repaint but my husband thought the job too big and tedious. As time passed I liked the character of the layers of paint and could overlook the thick chips. I will be honest and tell you the door is a monster to open, she resists with every push and pull. She has two 12-inch long black wrought iron hinges on the front, a matching curved Victorian door handle and a door knocker. These things will not be able to be taken off to paint the door because they were nailed to the door with square nails.
Finally there is a tiny peek-a-boo window with leaded glass. If the weather holds I will scrape down the door and give her a triple coat of the pretty raspberry red paint. The curved top screen door will also get a quick touch up job but the queen of doors will get time and energy spent on her so she will shine and once again be a show piece.
I will take my time with this sturdy door because the other job that needs to get done is cleaning up the basement. If I take my time and paint slowly maybe Jack will have the basement done before I clean the paint brushes. That’s what I call pre-planning!
I absolutely hate our basement. Now it is not the worst basement I have ever seen but I just hate to go down there. When we moved into this house you had to almost get on your knees and go down the stairs backward so you could even get into the basement. As you can imagine the first job Jack did was fix that problem.
He had to cut back the top of the landing and he made it look so simple I wondered why someone didn’t do that years ago. At one time there was a washer and dryer hook up down there and I cannot imagine any woman trying to wrestle a laundry basket of clothes up and down those stairs. Anyway, I hope Jack doesn’t need my help too much down in the dungeon.
I repainted the trim work in the kitchen and bedroom. Jack spraypainted all the old registers and cold air returns. A fresh coat of paint does miracles for these old pieces. He even bought a couple new registers when paint couldn’t perform the intended miracle.
Since I started this letter Jack installed the plaques on the house by the front and back doors. They look lovely. He’s a pretty good handyman to have around. I guess when it’s time I’ll let him move back to Wellington with me because it seems I will always have a need for a handyman.
Good wishes to all,