Who would have known installing a simple door could take so many tries? Two weeks ago I shared that I was all hoopty-doo'd about getting a charming glass window paned door installed between my kitchen and laundry room, and it turned out that I had ordered the wrong measurements for the door jam.
I handled the nightmare experience of returning that door on a busy Saturday when no one actually knew anything about doors (Not to mention the restocking fees, and while the new size jam was more narrow, but higher priced, of course) and went home to wait for the call that my new door was in.
I was warned up front that it would be between one and eight or nine weeks. (Seriously? That's the smallest time frame they could guestimate for me?) In less than a week, my new door arrived. (Thank you, Jesus!) I called my craigslist guy to schedule a new install.
He wanted to come on Mother's Day afternoon, which I said would be fine, since my girls and my Mom and I would be there. Mother's day afternoon arrived and he then texted to say he ended up bailing on me, saying he would be there Monday at 5:30. This was also time with me.
Monday at 6:30 I texted him and he informed me that he was busy and would not be coming. after all. (The downside of Craigslist is the flake factor.) I called Home Depot to get a referral. They sent me a list of three installers to call.
I then arranged for an install date with one of them. This past Monday was that day. Not only did the installer show up, he was early. (I was so excited that I couldn't stop myself from peeking around the corner of the doorway to see glimpses of his progress...)
The door went in without a hitch, and an hour and a half after he arrived, I had a beautiful new door in my kitchen.
Even in it's unpainted, primer-paint state, without the trim on the itches side, and without a sheer curtain, it created such instant gratification, that I cannot help but continue to stare at it. The sun streaming through, changing the feel of both the kitchen and the laundry room.
It's a thing of beauty, and another step towards making this little old house my perfect-for-me home, sweet, home.