We were having a nice chat about our Thanksgiving and discussing our planned projects for the day.
(Mine was to frame out a closet in the attic bedroom at my daughter’s.)
Now in case you didn’t know, we have been “online buddies” for a few years but have never met in real life, not yet anyway. We plan to finally meet each other in February at the Blissdom conference.
Gail and I often chat while I’m on on the road as I drive a great deal for work. If you drive a lot you know it gets pretty boring!
As a result she has “accompanied me” on many of my curbshopping escapades and is rather used to my excited exclamations when I see something at the curb during our chats.
This time was no exception.
I suddenly interrupt the conversation with a shout, “DOORS!”
If she had really been in the car with me she would have been grabbing at the armrest for dear life, as I may have braked suddenly and turned the corner without signaling, not saying I did, but there is a slight chance that was the case. ;)
Without skipping a beat she asks, “What kind of doors?”
Me, “I dunno, looks like door doors. I just saw a pile of them up one of the side streets and I’m heading back around the block now.”
With great anticipation I drive around the block, heart pounding at the prospect of them being the real deal….not the cheap hollow core type they sell these days.
Gail’s on pins and needles on the other end too, waiting to hear if it was a real find or a false alarm.
I slowly approach the pile and as I get closer I squeal, “Oh my gosh, there’s a whole stack of them and they even have the doorknobs on them!”
At this point I said “Gotta go”, and hung up the phone, leaving Gail hanging in my excitement to get out of the car.
I opened the tailgate of the van and surveyed the space I had. Good things doors are flat, ‘cause I was loaded up with tools, my compressor, and 2x4”s for the project I was on my way to work on.
I decided to try to fit them all.
All 7 of them!
About halfway through the loading the man of the house came out and offered to assist me.
I gratefully accepted. He was really nice and wondered what I was going to do with all the doors.
“Are you replacing the doors in your house?” he asks.
Suppressing a giggle I say with a straight face, '’No, but that’s a great idea.”
I consider a moment and then decide to share; “Actually I make things from them. You know, furniture and stuff.”
From the puzzled look on his face I realize he just doesn’t “get it “so I quickly thank him for helping me and drive away leaving him to tell his family the tale of the crazy lady who took all the doors from their curb.
Duh, silly me, of course he doesn’t get it. He wouldn’t have tossed them out if he did!
I immediately call Gail back to report the details.
She’s been waiting and wondering how I was doing and how many I was able to fit.
She answers immediately with “Well?”
“Got them all”, I crow. “Every last one!”
We spent a few minutes more talking about all the things I could make with them.
It’s so fun to have a curbshopping partner to share the excitement of the moment with.
Thanks for putting up with me Gail (oh yeah, and sorry I hung up on you)!
Now for the scoop on the doors…from the above photo.
The door on top is a 15 paned beauty. By it’s width and weight it looks to me like it may be an exterior door.
The one below it is a very skinny door, probably off a pantry or linen closet.
There are 2 that must be bedroom doors and 3 more that look to be from closets.
The panels are horizontal and there are 5 or 6 per door.
Coincidentally they are almost exactly like these 4 doors (pictured below) that I found a couple years ago just a block away from where I found today’s doors. (Except those all had beautiful glass knobs on them, you can read about that find and more in my I Love Doors post.)
The new ones are all painted on both sides and the paint is flaking off in big pieces.
3 of the doors had these knobs and plates on them. The rest had none.
I didn’t get a pic of them outside of the van as I took them all over to my rented storage space until I’m ready to use them. (Mike would have flipped out if I brought these home all at once)
It really does feel like I just won the door Jackpot!