DOOR REDUNDANCY ( or Door Decor )

I was cleaning out the linen closet this weekend - suffice it to say it doesn't exactly look like this at the moment by the way

anyway, tucked in the corner - behind the laundry basket - I found a door that I had completely forgotten about.- it's a small door - from an armoire or such I'm sure.
I bought it while living at the last house - where it fit the Victorian flat beautifully.  I pulled it out wondering where on earth I could put it in this place and an idea was born !

Remember that tiny hobbit closet door tucked under the rafters in the guest room?  ( guest room before and after post here
I had painted the panels in a gingham check to give it a little something - something - but the truth is I never really liked it - way too busy for such a small space.

The vintage armoire door was placed over it ( simply screwed on to the original door )
Much better don't you think?

Suzan says - Do you like it?
John says - Very nice !
And walks away - leaving me baffled...........wow - normally there's so much conversation involved with one of my projects !
Maybe he's not feeling himself?

Later on while I was taking pictures -
John says - What are you taking pictures of ?
Suzan says - The new door
John says - What new door?
Suzan says - The door I put up in here !
Suzan says - The door you said was very nice !
John says - I never saw a new door!!!
Suzan says - But you said it was very nice..........
Suzan says - Can you come look at it please
He walks into the room - looks at it and just shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head to himself -

Suzan says - Well?  Do you like it or not?
John says - I don't want to say anything.
Suzan says - C'mon - I want to hear what you think about it ( I don't mention that there's a ton of people out there wanting to hear it as well - or he won't say anything ever again )
John says - I don't understand redundancy - I never will
Suzan says - Come again?
John says - Doors are supposed to be functional - we've got doors all over the place that serve no purpose - now we have a door that leads to a door...................it's senseless.
Suzan says - But it looks nice, right?
John says - Actually - in my opinion - it looks ridiculous - but if you like it.............................
Suzan says - Can I ask you a silly question?
Suzan says - What exactly were you saying was " very nice " when you walked in the first time?
John says - The room, in general.
Suzan says - I absolutely CANNOT believe you didn't see it when you walked in here the first time
John says - Well you wouldn't notice if I had a new golf club, now would you?
Suzan says - BUT I DON'T LIVE IN YOUR GOLF BAG !!!  And if I did - I'd notice it !

And just like that - everything returned to normal !
I heaved a sigh of relief - nothing's wrong with him after all !

I had half a mind to continue the conversation - but I DO happen to understand redundancy and so I stopped right there.

I personally feel it went from a Hobbit's door to an Alice in Wonderland Door lol

And it just goes to prove...................

One man's " door redundancy " is another woman's " door decor "
And in my world ( you know, that strange one I live in ? ) doors are actually furniture.

Have a wonderful day everybody !
Hugs,
Me

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