so, we can’t get into our house right now. at least not through the front. our beautiful old front door along with its old original doorknob is well…old.
this door has always been a little feisty. sometimes it locks on its own, sometimes it opens on its own, sometimes it requires unique combinations of twisting, turning, and pulling to get it open. and sometimes, when it’s feeling generous, it works like a charm.
lately however, it has become apparent that the doorknob itself is dead. (insert joke about it being deader than a doorknob.is that a joke? or is a door nail?) it no longer operates from the outside which means we can no longer get inside if we’re outside. are you following?
here’s where we are strange birds. fix the problem? nah.
mr. hutch wants to replace the beautiful antique doorknob with some brassy, modern punch in the numbers automatic locking device.* i want to repair the doorknob and give it a second chance on life. i mean – how ugly and unfitting would that modern piece of convenience be with our beautiful old door. a while ago we made our opinions known, said our peace and apparently have silently agreed to solve the problem by simply ignoring it.
since we actively ignore the situation – i find it quite amusing when we come home and head straight for the back door. neither of us says anything, complains, or even argues about this. and neither of us apparently cares enough to do anything about it. we’re content to disagree on a solution other than to simply leave our house through the front door, and come back in through the back.
and every time i go through the backdoor with out a word being spoken, i chuckle to myself thinking about how long this could go on. my guess is when we go to sell the house we’ll come to a resolution. so, 5-10 years then? i wouldn’t be surprised if we just build a garage in the back instead so the backdoor becomes our primary entrance/exit anyways, leaving little reason to even fix the front door.
maybe we’re lazy, maybe we’re stubborn, but quite frankly i think we’re just strange.
*by the way, we have one of these on our backdoor, and i love it. it just doesn’t belong on the front door.