When Judi and Ted lived here they had a beautiful stained glass door that hung on a track and would slide from the brick to cover the doorway between the breakfast room and the family room. I wish I had a picture of it - it was stunning!! Of course, they took it with them and now it's been hung in their new kitchen and is still as gorgeous ever.
Anyhoo - earlier this year we remodeled an old building to move into at work and there were a lot of old doors that were to be thrown away. Imagine my excitement when I found a wooden, 15-pane door that was the perfect width and height for that particular spot (it's a rather narrow doorway).
I brought the door home and Brian looked at me like I was crazy.
"That's going to be a pain in the ass honey. It'd be easier to buy a new door."
"But this one is free and all it needs is a little TLC."
And so, the door was propped up against a wall in the basement, where it sat. And sat. AND sat.
Until one day in early December when Brian suddenly decided that it was time to work on the door. Several layers of paint was stripped, underneath of which were several layers of varnish and polyurethane.
Brian worked so hard on that door. He spent hours and hours using the smallest of attachments on his Dremel tool to sand down each and every little teeny tiny crevice on each and every tiny little window frame.
We finally finished it last night. It's nothing compared to the door that hung there when Judi & Ted lived here, but it'll do!!