Fear, Loathing, & DIY

Getting Rid of Door Number Two (AKA Ricardo Knows Best)

December 26, 2015 by Kirby | 0 comments


The point of this story is that you should always listen to the guy you picked up from the Home Depot parking lot. Ricardo will know best.

While many people are anti-day-laborers, we really don’t give a shit. The people outside of Home Depot and Lowe’s are usually skilled workers who need work for one reason or another.

Are they “illegal” “immigrants”? Who cares.

Will they steal from you or rape your women? PROBABLY NOT. I mean, no more than anyone else will. Anyway, I like day laborers because I believe in America and they will make it (my home) (and America) great again. Plus they know what they are doing!

ANYWAY: In addition to our hallway full of doors, our house also had a living room full of doors. Our living and dining rooms are not a big space which wouldn’t be a problem for us, if they had not been so poorly designed buy the guy that flipped our house to us. When the seller came in, he fashioned a laundry room from the extra length of our single car garage, and added a door to that room in our small dining area. This made two doors against our dining wall and one back door that goes into the backyard adjacent to it. The washroom also had it’s own back door. There were a lot of doors, but no where to really put anything. He also added a drop down light where the dining table should go, but it ended up being the most direct route to the laundry room and you would always hit your head on it, or feel like you would hit your head on it. It was really a cluster fuck of doors, lighting, and furniture.

There was an easy solution though, a solution that if the seller would have taken a minute to think on, was almost too simple: have the garage door enter into the laundry room. This would create an ideal transition space from garage to laundry room, to backyard, or living room. It would also create an actual space to put a dining table. IMG_1647

This is where I should say that K didn’t know I wanted to do this when we bought the house. In fact, he appeared a little upset that I wanted to change so much about the house and still went ahead with purchasing it. But I assured him that I knew he could do it! He was a home remodel god!

Once we were ready to do the hallway closet, we picked up enough supplies to do this door as well. The idea was that we would recycle the door and frame as best as we could, then cut open a door hole in the new garage/laundry room wall. The hallway was relatively easy, but K wanted some help with this one, so we picked up this really nice, but sort of toothless, man named Ricardo. Ricardo was pretty cool. He made jokes: he made fun of my decor and also my old cat. He was pretty much perfect. (Bus also seriously flawed, as WE ALL ARE).

However, K didn’t buy sheet rock in the correct thickness. While in the hallway, this was ok because it was an entire wall–but it didn’t work out well here.

Ricardo could see this was a problem, but we* didn’t listen. K knew* he could sand it all down. Cough cough cough. (<3)


So I sanded and sanded, but I couldn’t get the area to not look like a lump. (MY HAIR LOOKED AMAZING THO.) A week later, much to K’s chagrin the wall came down and new sheet rock in the correct thickness went in. All was better after that.


Cutting the door hole was a little easier, I think. Making holes is probably always easy. We knew that the seller had just put in the wall, so there was no fear cutting through something important. However, reusing the old frame was difficult. If we had the money, I am sure buying a new frame would have been a lot easier than piecing together the ripped out pieces of the other one–but K got it in there, leveled it out, and even patched all the areas around it.

As an added extra, he even moved an electrical plug from the laundry room into the garage so that we didn’t have to run an extension cord to plug his keg-or-rator in. We now have a laundry/mud room that we can use to wipe off the dog’s paws before going inside, as well as a clear walk-way from the garage to the back yard.

And more importantly: our dining room is no longer a maze of table, light, and doors.


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