I am so excited to be working on this door! It is something this home has been needing for the last three years…ever since someone broke in while we were on vacation, bending our current door.
My husband thought he could fix the problem, and secure our home, by adding more locks. This did keep the next attempting burglar out, but our door was bent up more, and now leaks cold air unmercifully.
Why our home has been targeted by burglars, I will probably never know. None of our many neighbors have ever had a problem, that they are aware of; but we have been targeted repeatedly. Maybe it is our fate… Every home we have had, in this area, has had uninvited ‘visitors’.
One emptied the shells out of our shot-gun, while we were out shopping. (This was when we lived in a tent, and we knew we had a trouble maker, who left piles of broken sticks behind our tent, at night, on a regular basis.) The next home, someone came in during the night, and turned off the heater. They had to know a bit about the house, since the switch for the heater was hidden. After this we began locking up at night. The next place we lived was not that secure. Depending on which way the wind was blowing, one door or the other had to be blocked shut, as it would blow open… Our intruder then, would stop by when ever I was out shopping, and leave lists of lumber or groceries on the table, near the phone…on our note pad. Nothing was ever missing.
Finally we bought this house. The first years we lived here, all was calm. Then we went on vacation, only to come home to a bent door and a terrible smell. We called the police. They looked things over, and concluded that someone, involved in drug making, had broken in, and used our TV. …okay, so we added locks. The next year who ever did not get in.
Then we noticed money missing…in excess of $200… Cash from the children’s banks, and from my stash…so we began locking up, even when we went on little walks… because, evidently, someone was coming in during the day. On evening, when I was gone, but the rest of the family was home, someone came in, and quickly left again. They where heard, but never seen. …However, back to the door!
I wanted a new door. Something solid. My husband wanted wood, because ‘they look best.’ For two years this conversation went on, me not caring, as long as we got one…him procrastinating. Then, one day, when he was dropping remodeling left-overs off at Habitat for Humanity (work related), he found this door, and promptly brought it home.
There it sat, in our basement, for two long months. I offered to finish it, but he was going to hire a professional. Finally, he found a friend with the skills, to hire. And, the same day I began these socks, installing the door began.
“Oh, and honey, the carpenter is just going to hang the door…can you varnish it? Here is the stuff I bought. We need it done as soon as possible.”
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