My purple door

Here’s the before…


I mean seriously, could a door possibly be more boring and blechy looking?  It was so SAD!!

So this is what I spent a lioness size share of my weekend on…


TA DA!!!!!!!

…and because I had the paint and the garage doors and trim looked pretty bad too and I had all this paint, I painted some of that too.  Well, all of the garage doors and some of the trim.  If I couldn’t reach it from my short ladder, then it didn’t get painted because, frankly ladders scare me a bit.  I get all shaky and clumsy on them the higher I go.

I really don’t understand that either.  As a kid, I loved climbing to high places.  Now, not so much.  I also loved houses and buildings that had lots of stairs in them because I loved climbing things.  Now, again, not so much.  *SIGH*

So anyway, while I painted away in the hot sun this weekend, Jeb and his son lounged in the air conditioned house playing video games.

Guess who’s painting the high trim next weekend?

It ain’t me!

I got my purple door.  I’m happy.

Half-way through, as I was just starting to put things away yesterday, a neighbor I’ve never met before came striding up to say “Hello.”  You have to appreciate how rare this is in our neighborhood.

Surprised, I said “Hello” back at him and figured right away he was only there out of pure curiosity.

He stammered, “Uhm… your house… It was so neutral…  Uhm…  What are you doing?”

I thought, Oh no, here it comes…  Aloud I stated the obvious: “I’m painting.”

He said, “It’s so…. It’s so… uhm…”

He made several more attempts to get the lead out and I had the distinct impression he was actually shocked at my color choice.  Meh.  I didn’t want to hear it.  “Colorful?” I helpfully provided, grinning at him.

Jeb and Stephen, coming around the side of the house at that moment to go for their daily walk both recognized the meaning of the grin and the tone of voice I was using and literally froze in place.  To the untrained ear, it only sounds friendly… but to those who actually know me, it’s more of a ‘Don’t Tread on Me’ warning.

Neighbor guy said, “Uhm… yeah.  The house was very neutral before.  Uhm… all of these houses are neutral.  Uhm… were neutral.”

“That they are,” I agreed.  “And they’re pretty boring, don’t you think?”

“Uhm….” he said and then walked quickly away.

Jeb and Stephen finally unfroze and walked over to me.  “What did he say?  What did he want?” Jeb asked.

I told them what had transpired and Jeb suspected as I had, that the guy had been about to complain of my color choice and would probably make complaint to the neighborhood association.  I hope we’re both wrong about that, that it was simple curiosity, but if it’s not then what goes around comes around.  Karma can be a bitch, or witch with an itch.  Either way, neighbors who mind the business of others need to expect their own business being minded… or plagues of yellow jackets following them around.

I’m just a little defensive of my art projects and the color I’ve painted my door is one of them.  Don’t tread on me.

Besides, he hadn’t seen it finished yet.  Now if he looks at it, I really don’t see how he couldn’t like it.

Do you?


About Ampbreia

I'm an ex-Pentacostal, ex-Muslim, ecclectic Agnostic with slightly Wiccan leanings. I am not affiliated with any organized religion or political platform, but I do believe in magic and all things wise and wonderful. I work as an admin in a calibration lab. I've published 2 books so far this year: Lost in Foreign Passions: Love and betrayal, passion and loss in the heart of an alien land (a memoir of my time as a Muslimah and living in Iran for a year), written under my previous married name, Debra Kamza, and Dream Lover (a paranormal romance, the tale of witch that summons her favorite character out of a Bewitched spin-off and the actor who plays him as well). I'm constantly writing stories and poems, thoughts and dreams, and quite a few opinions - many of which are not popular but oh well. Bite me. I'm interested in art, animals, the paranormal, and people. I love to dance, all sorts, but have been studying belly dance since 2006 and LOVE it! I love anime too and love dressing up and going to conventions. My writing runs the gummut of historical, science fiction, fantasy, romance, and erotica. Beware: I may not be safe reading for work. Just saying....
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16 Responses to My purple door

  1. erikamsteele says:

    I love it. It’s pretty.


  2. The door looks great ::)


  3. whyzat says:

    I think it’s great! I wouldn’t complain about it if it was in my neighborhood!


  4. I love when a neighbor tries to tell ya what colors he wants you to use. 😀


  5. OMYGOSH!!! I love it! Of course, it’s my fav color! 🙂 You did a GREAT job!!! 🙂
    If he’s a snitch…I hope a purple bug flies up his nose! (I was gonna’ say up his butt…but, if he’s a grouchy snitch, then he already has something up his butt! ;-))
    HUGS!!! 🙂


  6. “Karma IS an itch!”-Mr. Anopeles.


  7. Zakiah says:

    Wow! that “after” look is spectacular.


  8. ampbreia says:

    Thank you. That plain gray was so depressingly boring before.


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