Last year at this time, my sewing room lacked walls and a ceiling. While we've come a long way from completely rehabbing the room, one detail had been left ignored.
|Sewing room when we moved in (east wall).|
|Sewing room in the midst of destruction (east wall).|
The door sticks. We figure that as our old house settles (it was the first one built on this block), the door frame has shifted and is no longer sits square. It seems minor, I know. But imagine trying to protect shelves of fabric from the white fluffy fur of Jubilee?! It's a daily battle as she's learned how to throw her weight into the door and nudge it open. She sneaks in every night and curls up on my ironing board. Though it's hard to stay angry for long, it's essential to keep my supplies kitty-free.
Jimmyredhed was the ultimate Mr. Fix-It today. He repaired our basement shower, fixed our back door, and sanded down the sewing room door to allow for a clean close. After hammering the hinge pins out, he carried the door to his workshop and got to work (only one light fixture was broken in the process)! With the belt sanding humming through the floorboards, I welcomed a new point of view.
|Sewing room today (east wall).|
Sewing room today (west wall).
|Living room (and sun room beyond) from the Sewing room.|
Major improvements were made (it still sticks a tiny bit) and much to her confusion, Jubilee cannot sneak in. I've been tucked away behind this (open) door all day puttering away at the piles on my iron board.
I'm happy to report them getting smaller and smaller!