I still really miss Heidi. So I decided to do something I knew would have tickled her fancy. I started painting my side gate. I am not naturally artistic, so this was quite the endeavor.
At this stage Ethan asked, "Are you overestimating your abilities, mama?" I managed not to call him a ratfink to his face.
First layers of paint. As I said, I'm not naturally talented. I knew it was just a blue dot. It took me awhile to figure out how to fix it.
After thinking about it for 24 hours and a trip to Second Chance Building Supply, it started to come together. My side gate is now a hobbit door. A proud blue eyesore leading to my backyard. I think it is perfect.
Side note - my friend lost her brother in June. We were discussing our lives and I mentioned my hobbit door. She told me she had made her back patio a tiki bar for many of the same reasons. We figure this level of weirdness is completely acceptable. We have no regrets.
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