Home is where the Rump Rests: knobby

I installed a new door handle and dead bolt lock on my front door. I will purchase another one to match from Home Depot for the dance room door.

If you know me at all, you know that pretty much any decision I make is going to take a long time. So I went to Home Depot with my friend to pick out a door handle and there are a lot of options. I really want something simple looking, not too crazy or expensive, but I want to check out all my options before I commit too. My friend is like 'You like that one? Just buy it' but I wasn't ready yet. So I finally chose, and I knew I needed a second door lock set but I didnt have a coupon on hand so I decided against it. Again traditional male wisdom from my friend- he tells me how much he hates having to go back to the store. But, I know how much I hate spending money I don't have to and anyway, I'm going to have to go back soon for other things. So I just bought the one.

All this because my door handle decided to give up. It was doing fine until I came home last Thursday and the handle had been pulled out from where the lock was. Luckily the drywall guy in the garage was able to pick the lock to open the door. I don't know if that is relieving or scary. I try not to think about it. Then when I left Sunday the entire door knob came off in my hand. I thought I would try to put it back on - I did- and see if it would lock/unlock - it didn't. In fact, my key got stuck in the door knob. So I pulled the whole thing off and threw it inside and then went to buy a new one.