I should know better than to blithely agree to help out on anyone else’s home projects, but when your parent’s front door is so out of whack they have trouble opening it, you don’t really have much choice. A house with “character” become a safety hazard and what must be done, must be done.
Big Brother T certainly has the skills and knowledge to replace a door, and I am certainly able to assist. I took two days off from work with the plan to hang a new door — and several other projects as well. Ha ha ha ha ha.
We started the project by removing the old trim and located the existing studs. The house is not that old (1959), so it should be fairly close to code, right? Again, ha ha ha ha ha.
And so, the door replacement project became the doorway deconstruction and rebuilding project.
Because we would be removing the header from a load bearing wall, we had to build temporary support to hold the weight. Day one was well underway and we were nowhere near the end.
Problem number two: why is nothing level? Because the front concrete step was actually attached to the sidewalk, which, after 40 years, was sloping away from the house. So Big T broke up the existing step, removed the fill and leveled it off.
Fast forward to the new door:
A lot of time was spent rebuilding the frame, getting angles to match. How can one side be level and the other one not? Sigh. Measure once, measure twice. and measure once again. I don’t remember how many trips we made to Home Depot because it was always something.
A full 3 days later my parents have a new door and I managed to hammer, drill,, and carry lumber around without a single injury or mishap.
I’m back at home, looking at our front door and wondering ….