9 Comments

1. babette on 17 May, 2007 at 4:15 pm

   He’s in a lock jam, unless she can gather up her nuts, bolts, file, and screwdriver. These tools would fit well in a pretty vintage smock with deep pockets, you know.

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   Oh, Babette, there are some things I can’t do. As in, “Wende makes it worse if she meddles.” In fact, every time I suggest I’ll just do it, I’m given that look of, “Uh, yeah, NO!” Hee.  And in all fairness, it’s really a case that 2/3 of those doors can’t be repaired, but must be replaced. ~W

2. Margaret on 17 May, 2007 at 5:41 pm

   He is your husband I assume? Mine is very passive/aggressive about fixing or maintaining anything. It has to be when he can fit it in whereas I want everything done tout de suite.

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   Poor guy, he works from home so he never hears the end of it. 😀 I’ve been giving him a really hard time about the doors lately, hence the blog. ~W

3. sulu-design on 17 May, 2007 at 5:45 pm

   I love the serial nature of this post. Now I want to go around our apartment and categorize photos of all of the messed up things we keep ignoring.

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   I’m so tempted to do a post on all the funky lighting choices in this house.  The previous owner, apparently had issues with lighting. No two are the same! The only thing they all have in common is that they’re cheaply made and poorly installed—which makes me cringe every time I see one. I’m worried if I put it on my blog, I’d just get angry. Heh.  Hey… but with your list, your photos might inspire some really coolio earrings! ~W

4. vicki on 17 May, 2007 at 7:33 pm

   My word! I t looks as though The Hound of Baskervilles has been working on that last door. Wolves? Bear? Marmosets? I would bother fixing the door until you figure out who’s eating it.

   You ARE blessed- I had no idea you have been at this so long. A real veteran and I’m so glad we found each other in the neighborhood. Blessings all around.

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   Thank you! I’m glad to have found you as well! As for the last door—that’s actually water damage. The door (made of what appears to be particle board!) was on its way out when we moved in, but this last winter ended that door. It doesn’t help that it was a piece of garbage to begin with—why people buy junk and install it in their homes boggles the imagination. This door is just one more example of some of the “creative” fix-its the previous owner did… I’m removing them, one by one. Of course, with the paint job, we found a few more. Heh. ~W

5. Kathleen on 17 May, 2007 at 7:36 pm

   Sheesh… don’t I know the feeling! 😉

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   I bet. 😀 ~W

6. bethany on 17 May, 2007 at 8:20 pm

   sort of a “critical mass” of door breakage? I am of the theory with cleaning. I won’t clean until the health inspector is knocking at the door. (or maybe it just feels that way.)

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   Exactly! You got it. (IZ and I read this at the same time and were howling! Thanks for the smile) ~W

7. IZ on 17 May, 2007 at 10:20 pm

   Critical mass! Yes, sure, why not – I like it! Actually – you forgot one door – I won’t tell you which one…

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   What? There’s another one? You’ve been holding out on me.  OMG. ~W

8. cindy on 18 May, 2007 at 6:41 am

   He’s probably doing it on purpose. My husband TELLS me things that he needs/wants to do. Secretly he’s hoping I will do them. So, maybe you need to make a run to Home Depot and buy the doors yourself. 🙂 Husbands!!!

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   Oh, I see, you’re of the school of “It’s easier to ask for forgiveness than permission.” Heh.  I’m more from the, “Hey, thanks for the great blog fodder” school. 😀 ~W

9. Cottage Magpie on 18 May, 2007 at 7:57 pm

   Hilarious! My husband is definitely of the Critical Mass school of thought. Despite serious haranguing on my part. Is there a cure for that? Seriously, I’ll try anything.

   And as for previous owner’s crappy, cheap, misguided choices, don’t get me started. Not only did our house come with a miscellany of horrible “faux 1980’s-inspired Victorian” design choices but everything was done on the super-cheap with whatever they were dumping at the local big box. And that includes systemic things like scary, dangerous wiring, plumbing, you name it. And this after he told us at length how he only did the very best in the house. Now, every time we find another disaster waiting to happen, my husband says, “Mr. Perfection strikes again!”

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   Oh, you’re not kidding. In every room there is something… or two.  It’s disturbing. I try not to fixate on them. Heh. ~W