I did it.
Somewhere in between a disappointing East Indian brunch with our Groupon and endless shopping for my daughter's Home Coming Week theme days, I snuck into Habitat Restore. I snuck right in, slithered to the back of the store, and took another peek. And there she was. My door. Solid wood and in great shape. Pulled all the way out and turned right side up, suddenly she is beautiful! A stunner. And narrow in all the ways a Tiny House door should be. Slight, but mighty. And mine.
You have to start somewhere and it might as well be at the front end. So, it is The Door of Infinite Possibilities that has first presented itself. In all her glory. Step through that door and we'll see what comes our way next. Anything could happen.
Oh! Here's her first full portrait: