Coming up short
When we bought our house 5 years ago, there wasn’t a door for the parlor, but we did find a door in the garage that appeared to be the missing door. It looked like it had been used for paintball practice and had suffered from other painting abuses, so we left it where it was. Instead, to protect the parlour from the cats we put up a piece of plywood that served as an impromtu pocket door of sorts. For five years. Well the good news is that the “pocket door” is finally gone and the missing door has been re-installed. The bad news, which I didn’t discover until after rehanging the door, is that at some point the previous owners cut about two inches off of the bottom. Unfortunately, I didn’t discover this sad fact until after the door had already been woodgrained by Larry. I went around the house thinking maybe we could swap it with a closet door where it wouldn’t be so noticeable, but the only doors that are the same size all open to the hallway. So I’ll probably just add a strip to the bottom and hope that Larry can hide it with a clever bit of woodgraining.

