Slider

All right! Most people have seen it "in person" already (quotation marks incorrectly used for Chantal's benefit) but the sliding door for the guest bedroom was one of the additions I most looked forward to and I finally get to talk about it, months after we actually started working on it.

Slider's origins are already clouded in mystery, however. I was supposed to manage a blog by which I would store information for future reference and avoid forgetting such things but alas, it gets neglected from time to time. But we don't quite agree on how the idea came about.

By Christine's recollection, after Frankenshed's defeat, she spotted the track used for its sliding door laying on the ground and said something to the effect that, because it was still in good shape, we should find a use for it.

That's pretty weak, man.

By my recollection, I staggered around the foggy, carnage-strewn battlefield following my final confrontation with Frankenshed. Bloodied, exhausted, shirt torn and drenched in sweat, I collapsed to my knees. Christine ran to me, joyful tears running down her cheeks, carrying a jug of lemonade. After noticing the track laying in the grass, I clutched it in my kung-fu grip, held it towards the heavens just as a beam of sunlight broke through the clouds and I screamed that from the evil of Frankenshed, a great good would emerge!!

Something like that.

Regardless of whether my far-more-plausible version of events is the one that actually took place, we bought the lumber for the door in the spring but completed the floor reno and hallway painting first. Then in late June (I believe) my dad got his puttering on.

Tip: Always know where the pencil is. The question WILL come up.

Being in a cottage environment, sometimes you have to make do with whatever you have on hand. Much of the door is held together with glue, so a jug of water and a metal duck contributed to keeping all the pieces good and tight. Actually, they were arguably more valuable to the project than I was.

And I love the result.

Again, it's not quite finished. Christine wants to add a stain but we're a little unsure as to what colour to choose.

And it could probably use...handles. Otherwise it might be tricky to open the door from inside the guest room (which isn't my problem, but still).

Here's a look at it from the washroom, across the very narrow hallway.

Now it is my understanding, based on social media, that if you are holding a cell phone anywhere near a bathroom mirror, you need to do lemon lips and take a picture of yourself in said mirror. So here we go.

I don't get it.

Anyway, one of these days, and it may just be in the winter to avoid the temptation to dive into a huge snowbank and hibernate the season away, we'll complete some finishing touches here and there such as baseboards, quarter round, doorway and corner framing and...door handles. But for now we're happy with the big steps taken this year.