We spent this morning repairing the door from my garage into the house. Because last Tuesday I kicked it in like I was the Incredible Hulk's love child and in the process tore out the entire door frame.
I wasn't angry. The door had been sticking for some time, and rainy weather of late had made the door swell to the point that it just wouldn't budge. It was pouring rain, and I really didn't want to go around front and get soaked. So I kicked it. And completely underestimated my own destructive powers. The door was unharmed; it was the frame that suffered--which, of course, is way more difficult to replace than a door.
So on Thursday, I picked the girls up from school for a dentist appointment, and then headed over to Lowe's to see if I could figure out what I needed to do to repair the damage. The guys in Lowe's looked bemused when I told them my story, standing in a pencil skirt and stilettos with three kids in tow, and asked them if it was possible to purchase a door frame.
Surprisingly, it is. Or at least, a kit that to make a door frame. I also picked up a new door knob for good measure, but declined the boring drill bit that they tried to talk me into (the frame kit does not have a pre-cut hole for your door lock to slide into) because I knew we already had one.
And so $50 and a couple of hours of labor later the door is fixed. And DH was only a little irritated with me.
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