Goodbye front door.
Goodbye handle so low it came to my mid-thigh.
Goodbye 1/2-inch heat-sucking gap.
Weighing in at nearly 100 lbs. our old solid-wood front door was a formidable entree to the house. And since it stuck heavily in the lower corner, it was kind of like a nightclub bouncer—able to keep any weak-armed riff-raff out, even if they are my own children.
I was feeling guilty about replacing the door ("They don't make doors as good as these old 'uns") until I realized several inches had been shorn off the bottom at one time, so it probably wasn't original to my old house, and it probably never fit the door frame properly.
I was also wistful about losing its jaunty, colorful greeting and easy neighborhood marker ("We live in the house with the orange front door"), especially after the Pantone Institute named Tangerine Tango its Color of the Year for 2012.
But WOW, the ease of opening, and the stream of natural light that floods through the windows and brightens the entire southwest corner of my home have made it a worthwhile change. The new door isn't jaunty...maybe handsome? To bring back a bit of fun, I think I'll hang some artwork featuring "Tangerine Tango" on the wall behind the glass—and I have an idea for how to do it on the cheap.