Recently my nesting urge has picked up, and while I only meant to clean off that cluttered project counter, I couldn't resist indulging in a little bit of hinge-cleaning on the side. Don't worry, I was painstakingly careful about the baby's safety. I scraped the paint outside in the fresh breeze while wearing rubber gloves. I covered all chemicals with lids and left the doors open to ventilate the house. And I worked in small intervals with plenty of rest and fresh-air breaks. He was safe, I promise.
There was one door catch on a door to my kitchen that had been bothering me. I think it cleaned up pretty well.
And one very visible door, off of my living room has been glaring at me with broken, ugly hinges for far too many months now. This simply had to be remedied. When my front door was replaced shortly after we moved in I saved the old hinges before it was thrown away, hoping to one day clean them up and use them to replace some broken hinges. Here was the result:
|Top hinge before|
|Bottom hinge before|
|Top hinge again|
|Cleaning up the hinges I had salvaged from the old front door|
|Hannah said she liked the pink hinges better, but I had to disagree|
|Off comes the pink|
|Top hinge after replacement|
|Bottom hinge after|
|A full-door view|