A Front Door Makeover

With Ian working hard on our backyard fence this weekend, I thought it would be the perfect opportunity to paint our front door. Not only am I not a huge fan of my front door, but it was also looking pretty weathered, so it needed to be either painted or re-stained. I decided a red front door was just what I needed to change things up a bit.

I bought front door paint...before I bought it, I didn't even know such a thing existed! Well it does. What I didn't know about this front door paint is that it is oil based. So, when the front door was painted and I went to wash off my brush, I was in for a surprise. As soon as I grabbed the brush, I could feel the paint oddly coat my hands. And the more I tried to scrub them, the more I spread the mess around. That's when I decided I should enlist the help of my dad and Ian. First we tried some sort of alcohol before turning to gasoline. The gas cleaned up my hands in no time! And for the record, I don't think I ever want to come near oil based paint again. That stuff makes a mess!

But on to the good part, my shiny red front door. I thought I had a good "before" picture of the front door, so didn't take one. It turns out I don't. Oops. Kind of a fail. At least I have a picture of it from when we bought the house. And you get the picture...the door went from brown to red.

The matching welcome sign is an added bonus that I picked up a week ago. My friend's mom actually made it. I love it...though wish the solicitors didn't feel so welcome at my house. And since taking these pictures (so, yesterday) I added a little bird next to the front door...because, well, I couldn't put my gnome back out there!

I know it has only been two days, but I still smile every time I see my red front door.