Ok, I have whined about it so much, that now to tell the “door drama”, it will probably sound stupid. The wonderful end to this story is that what started out as door drama has a fairytale ending of a beautiful Christmas door display!
“Stupid” drama hasn’t scared you off before.
Apparently, I do stupid well.
So, here goes.
Ok….remember where we started?
Beautiful bones…..but sun damaged and worn out.
So many awesome suggestions and out of all of the sample colors…..red won.
Hands down Charlie Brown.
So, plan #1.
I went for….a similar colored stain, just a tad darker on sidelights and paint the door red.
The columns were to be brown….in the same brown family as the sidelights.
As the painters worked away, I decided to not look at it. I wanted to see the final result.
But then I peeked before they finished and saw this……….
Â I know…I know…..it doesn’t look HID-E-OUS….but wait until you see what I’m talking about.
I came outside to get my peek in and I was just standing in the yard and staring at the door.
AND HATED IT.
(I’m sorry for the strong language)
My husband was standing near the garage and “fearfully” watching my face and said….
“Doesn’t it look great?”
My look back….. well, it shut that positive comment up real quick.
I was hoping that the next day, when they painted the columns and did a couple more coats of red….it would start blending………
The second coats…..
I still hated it.
I still hated it.
It was like 7 different colors going on and nobody was from the same color family.
Gutter = brownish black
Column=Orange brown (in person)
Sidelights=weird stain color that was showing all previous damage
Door=Hooker – lipstick – bright – freaking – red. (no lie)
And my husband thought it looked great.
The painters thought it looked great.
And I was dying.
I took this picture above to explain to my husband why my BP had spiked to stroke level and that I needed to come up with something else.
That would mean more stain….more stain paint AND they were almost finished.
He was 100 percent supportive in me getting it right.
He was 100 percent not wanting to deal with a hysterical wife.
He was 100 percent smart.
So…….I called my painters and said that I did not like it.
She is the sweetest lady and said she understood.
She suggested that we get a piece of vinyl off of the roof of the porch to match the columns and told me that she would come up with some stains to see if I liked those better for the sidelights.
She also said that the additional coat of red should darken the bright look it had.
So….. next day.
Lowes did a great job of matching the vinyl to a solid stain. It looked great.
The painter showed me her samples of stains, which were great….but were not in the same “brown” family.
Everyone acted like I was cuckoo about needing the same “brown” family…..
I decided that “Dark Walnut” was what would work.
My painters were not so sure…..which scared me a tad as well.
I did not originally plan to go so dark.
But once it was on…..it was gorgeous.
Sidelights were looking great.
Columns blended perfectly.
So we were getting there.
My son still hated the red door.
My mother, who loves red, didn’t like the look and I was still not happy.
Therefore….Romeo was still not happy.
It was close but in “real life” the red did not match and wasn’t in the same “color family”.
Don’t I seem precious to work with?
The painters left that night to me with a “fake” smile on my face and Romeo a “scared” smile on his face.
So, after they left, I grabbed the “dark walnut” stain and decided I was going to “glaze” the door with it.
Worst case…..it would look awful and we would have to go back over it with red.
Second worst case, the painters would quit because they were sick of dealing with me.
I took my chances.
I also did it after they left.
If it came out awful, I would act clueless when they came back the next day.
I brushed it on in sections.
Wiped it off, then rubbed Minwax paste over the door to take off the excess stain.
Not smart to do in the dark of night.
It was almost impossible to see what I was missing.
It was almost impossible to see what I was doing.
It warmed the red and gave it the “brown” tones of the sidelights and columns…..
The painters showed up the next day and they were so pleased at how their final coat of red had really warmed up the door.
They didn’t even notice until I showed them the stain.
And they loved the difference or loved the fact that I loved the difference.
Either way…….I was happy, therefore, everyone else was as well.
All was good with the world……my children moved back in.
Romeo stopped cowering in the corner afraid of what mood I was in and lastly……..
Tonight….my mother said that it is growing on her.
Moral of the story?
Never let a drama queen blog about her door experience.
Think the door drama ended with a beautiful Christmas door display?
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