Adventures in home ownership: the door edition

After a great deal of (literal) blood, sweat, tears and at least one pulled muscle, and after two Xanax and me depleting my savings account, I now have a new back door.  Fortunately for me, I already had a saw hole driller, because the spaces for the locks was about four inches off on the new door (and yes, I put it on right side up.  There was weather stripping for the bottom.  It only fits on the bottom.  It's facing the floor.  Fuggoff.).  Also fortunately for me, I was able to get this done so that the door will CLOSE, and that I will be able to lock the locks, because I do not have the money for new locks.  I will on Wednesday.

I just replaced that lock like three months ago.

I still also have to get weather stripping for the top and sides of the door, and the frame frankly looks like a drunken epileptic chimpanzee on meth did the repairs, but I no longer have to worry about my house being IMMEDIATELY burglarized.  I have to pay Christ only knows how much to get the alarm adjusted *in advance*, as well as likely being required to enter into a minimum of a one year contract, though, and I am absolutely furious about all of that.

I am absolutely outraged at this turn of events and don't wish to discuss any more about it.  And I will be getting a new toilet after all, despite having conquered the bolt.  Which is a whole other story in and of itself.

The kicker of it is, I was seriously contemplating doing the tile in the bathrooms, since I had the toilet up already. I even found some tile I like.  But THIS has pushed that comparatively small project back several months.

Adventures in home ownership: the toilet edition (episode 2)

If you haven't already read this post, you need to read it (yes, the entire thing) before you read this one.

Just trust me on this one, it's not going to make any sense if you don't.