Dada's front door

Was it last week or the week before that he started? I don't remember anymore. It was The DIY Project That Would Never End, and it was almost the end of Dada. If I had to hear "I think I'll go sand the door for another hour", I may have kicked his butt.

The paint on the decorative woodwork around the front door was peeling, and Dada said it had to be stripped and repainted or the wood would not do well through this winter. Instead of going out and buying new trim, Dada insisted on keeping the original and sanded and stripped and sanded again and power-washed and stripped and sanded and goodness, boy, will you just paint it already? Apparently the previous owners had painted over the original paint with some really crappy stuff that wouldn't come off, except in peeling form or whathaveyou, and they had also gotten some of their stupid paint on the brick.



Now it is all off, and Dada's super-deluxe outdoor blinding whiteness is on. It is so bright it looks like plastic.



Another mini-project within this project is the new porch facade. Dada tiled over the blase concrete with sandstone, which is a little hard to see from this angle, but it looks so gussied up and sexy. He plans to similarly tile the sidewalk next, because he is a crazy person.