Over the weekend, Scott and I decided that we were going to try and finish up the music room. I painted it many moons ago and it’s just stayed that way. It’s been a catch-all for crafts, guitars, too many nightstands, and lots-o picture frames. It’s a blah room. Definitely not expelling any creative music vibes.
Funny story. We didn’t do anything to the music room this weekend. Nope. We refinished our front door. What-the-what?! Yes. Suuuuuper side-tracked. After we arrived back from Lowe’s with all our music room goodies, I decided (yes, this is all my fault), that since it was SO nice outside, we might as well sand down the front door and paint it navy blue.
Here’s what we were working with:
This poor thing has seen better days. The polyurethane has been faded in spots, so much so, that it’s obsolete towards the bottom and the door was starting to erode. Eeek. Not good. The front door was actually one of the things that made us fall in love with the house when we first bought it. It was so unique and since we’ve done our fair share of wood refinishing, we thought we could restore it back to it’s glory.
So, what changed from when we first bought the house? Well, I didn’t feel like refinishing it anymore. Refinishing is very tedious and time consuming, and painting sounded soooo much easier.
Thankfully, Scott is such a loving and obliging husband and goes along with my hair-brained schemes. He muscled the door off the hinges and we laid it out to start sanding.
I read online that you are supposed to sand with 60 grit, then 100 grit, then 120 grit sandpaper to get it all smooth. Well, we’re cheap. I didn’t feel like buying all that sandpaper, and just bought 80 grit sanding sponges and some disks for our orbital sander and called it a day (we already had 120 grit at the house).
Scott helped sand all the swirly/curly things while I sanded all the flat portions. We both breathed in our fair share of dust and had some interesting boogers for the rest of the day. Once we were done sanding, I took a broom to the door and tried to knock off as much dust as I could. Then, I wiped down the entire door with liquid deglosser.
After all that work we were left with this:
Scott and I both looked at each other and were like, “Well, hot damn. This isn’t too bad after all!” We did question ourselves quite a bit, though. We decided to bring the fate of our door to a vote … on Facebook. We asked our family and friends if we should leave it or paint it. The response for “LEAVE IT!!!” was overwhelming. So much so, that Scott and I were like, “they all must think we’re idiots or something.”
We had some Water Based Helmsman Spar Urethane on hand and applied two coats.
I loved using this because since it was an alkyd/water based formula, we could use our regular paint brushes and clean up with hot soapy water afterwards, rather than mineral spirits. Also, please don’t mind my nasty, chipped nails. 80 grit sanding sponges will take the paint off your nails too, FYI.
While I was poly-ing, Scott was spray painting all the old hardware. We have a pretty good system where we do a light coat of spray paint every 10 minutes, repeating about 5-6 times.
Once everything was dried, we put the door back up and I started painting the inside. It was a nasty yellow that desperately needed to be covered up!
Here’s a before and after:
So, what do you think?! We are pretty pumped about it. Definitely not what we expected it to look like, but beyond ecstatic with the transformation. It’s no longer nasty and ugly! I may or may not enjoy petting it. 🙂
So, that’s about it from our side of the street!