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The weekend is upon us and I’m more than ready to jump into it.

Last weekend I was really domestic, getting caught up on house cleaning chores, doing piles of laundry, and generally doing the things I wasn’t doing while I was busy selling stuff at craft shows.  Because I was feeling so domestic I got carried away and started obsessing about the french doors I inherited from an old convent.  I want to incorporate those doors into my house and have been trying to think of possibilities.

I got a nice response on the last post about the doors by Nano, and a helpful one too.  She thought I could get Ray to do anything I wanted if only I would feed him sardines and cashews and let him wash them down with whiskey.  (She would know, Ray is her brother.)  But if that didn’t work she suggested a Google image search of “repurposed french doors.”

I took Nano’s advice and started a Pinterest board dedicated solely to The French Door Project.  I’ve been having a blast looking at all sorts of repurposed doors and other vintage door projects.  I really like this one:

What a great idea! Now I have to go to an architectural salvage shop (only one of my favorite things to do) and pick up a bunch of key plates to make this. Lots of great ideas on Phantastic Phinds.

Alas, this weekend I have to suppress my desires to collect key plates to assemble a light fixture and concentrate on some candle production.  I might nudge the chemist in myself and concoct a nice little autumn fragrance of apple cider.  We’ll see how that goes.

Until next time, have a lovely weekend!

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The Doors

Once upon a time there was a convent.  The convent was attached to the school I attended for six years.  After some time the convent ceased to be a convent because, well, there were no nuns left to live there.  The building was put to use, but some time after that some people decided to tear down the convent.  Much to my delight a salvage hunt was offered to the people of the parish to which this school/convent belonged.  That is to say one could go through the building and take whatever she wanted, free of charge.

By the time I could get to the convent it had been picked apart pretty well, but there were things remaining that no one even thought of taking.  I was armed with my little screwdriver and helped myself to things like doorknobs and keyhole plates.  Then I got to thinking, if I’m going to take these little pieces of hardware, why not take the entire door?  Most of the doors weren’t worth taking and didn’t have interesting features.  However, I decided to take both of the french doors that led onto what used to be a little balcony.  Husby helped me, of course, and rolled his eyes knowing it would be a long time before I could think of something to do with the doors, much less actually doing that something I thought of.

There are actually two doors here, one in front of the other. Dimensions each: about 7 feet by 3 feet. Weight: approximately two tons. Of course I would strip and turn the wood of these into whatever color suits the room they live in. Another plus ~ I have the original hardware.

Husby was right.  It’s been over ten years since I retrieved the doors and only now have I figured out what I want to do with them ~ turn them into a door-enclosed bookcase.  It would be a huge bookcase, but what a conversation piece!  However, there are some very serious obstacles.

1)  The doors weigh about five-hundred pounds each.  (The picture caption above says weight is about two tons.  It doesn’t really matter which is more accurate as long as you get the idea that they’re heavy.

2)  I would have to get rid of a piano in order to put the gigantic bookcase where I wanted it.

3)  Husby didn’t think he had the expertise nor the tools to build the bookcase.  Initially I thought I would do it myself, but after hearing even he couldn’t do it, I figured it was way out of my league.

The first two obstacles would be a pain, but doable.  The third?  Who would I hire to do this massive undertaking?  Then, a lightbulb went on above my head.  Ray!  Ray is a professional cabinet-maker!  He could do it for me!

Luckily for me we were going out for a long-overdue Dive Night with Ruthie and Ray and the nightcap would be at our house.  I posed the situation to Ray and then took him down to the basement to see the doors.  He didn’t look thrilled.  He came up with all sorts of carpentry complexities that I didn’t understand and said he would “check around” to see if it could be done.  Apparently my idea is way more complicated that I thought it would be.

So, on the very good chance that Ray can’t or won’t take on the project, my brain has been scurrying around trying to think of new ideas for the doors.  If I ever put them to use I’ll be sure to let you know how the project turns out.  In the meantime, I welcome any ideas you may have.  I need all the help I can get.

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