I found a door in my shed. I did a bit of research and realized it belonged in the passage between my kitchen and dining room/office. Replacing it suddenly seemed like an amazing idea. I’d have a tiny layer of privacy.
So I bought new hardware, hauled it out, scrubbed it and hung it.
Then I stood back, and sighed.
It looked horrible.
As usual, I’d been in a big hurry, was distracted by kids, burning dinner and yah… You get it.
The paint was chipping off in big patches, in the bright kitchen lights you could clearly see the black stains mildew had left, and there were bubbles in the creases where the paint was getting ready to pop off.
But I liked my door. And I was too busy to take it down and strip it, then refinish it and rehang it. So I stared at it and started to hate it.
Then one day I decided to stop hating. I took out a sharpie and wrote right across the gross paint at eye level:
“This door is shabby chic. Don’t judge.”
Of course I screwed up the word shabby so it looked like my first grader wrote it, and that made me think… Hey, why not?
And that is how the Doodle Door was born.
You should have seen how thrilled my kids were when I explained the idea to them. They could write, in permanent marker no less, on the doodle door anytime they wanted.
Now when I’m stressed or deep in thought I grab the sharpie and start to doodle. I plan on covering every inch of that door – I get stressed a lot.
Now when I look at it I don’t hate it. I love it and I feel inspired. Such a simple thing, a black sharpie, and what a profound difference it has made for our home.
I believe every little corner of your home should bring you happiness and peace. We’re getting there.