Sonny slept with a shot gun last night.

Why?

Well, because my friends, that is what you do when you are missing your front door.

 Yep. that's right.

Sonny and I are both rather spontaneous

which leads us into doing things without thinking them completely through

like all the time.

Here's the story.

We didn't have much to do yesterday, so I was like

"we should paint the front door!"

(We'd been talking about it for a few months, but hadn't gotten around to it. Okay. We're spontaneous procrastinators?)

He was like. "sure!'

We picked out a purple color (matched my favorite shirt)

Sonny unscrewed the door, taped off the garage, and started spraying.

Sounds harmless right? 

Well, it would have been

had it been started before 4pm and I dunno....

SUMMER!

What were we thinking!?

The paint wasn't drying.

In fact, it was dripping wet and starting to freeze come 8pm

Sonny left for another trip to the Depot to pick up a space heater for the door

and the kids and I ate dinner in our winter coats.

Ha.

We started realizing that this was not going to be fixed before bedtime.

Sonny hung up a blanket to keep some heat in then rounded up every chair we own

(+ the vaccuum cleaner + a coat rack)
{and as it has been brought to my attention in the comments...a glass vase which i asked sonny about and he said "yeah, to hear the glass break." Ha. love him.}

for our own rigged security system

(apparently if a burglar were to come in thru the blanket to murder us and take everything, he would be stopped by the barstools, or atleast wake up Sonny sleeping on the couch who could quickly load his rifle and fire away.)

Brilliant.

 Happy to say, we survived the night.

And so did my new door.

Cute. right?

(or crazy?)

 I'm too tired to look for a before pic, but it used to be a boring brown.

Now it's sh-amazing.

Going in my gratitude journal tonight:
a purple door
a man who will agree to it
and a thermostat reading 73.

oh yeah, and no run ins with burglars.
and shot guns ;)