There's an even deeper spot for people who *countersink* the screws, and then fill in the countersink with paint.
Yesterday was snowmageddeon according to the news, and daycare was closed. Having discovered that at 6:00am, I was able to log in, work remotely, and end my workday at 2:00pm. Pretty nice, that. Then once Charlotte fell asleep I went down into the basement and disassembled the three doors that we've removed and replaced. The first one was difficult because it had been the bathroom door, and the hardward was the worse for 30 years of humidity. The second one was a little worse because the screws had been painted over and it was hard to get the screwdriver bit to bite. The third one ended up being the worst yet, because they had liberally filled in the countersinks. There is one that is actually full - you can barely tell that there is a screw down there. Bob suggested that we take the wire brush on the dremel to clean it out enough to get to it.
I wish I'd thought of that yesterday. I was using the brute force method. Which is why my hands hurt. And my wrists, and my neck, and my shoulders...
Behind those doors, I found the crappy pair of sliding doors that used to be on the front of the upstairs linen closet. WHY didn't those go out with bulk pickup? They're not recoverable - I don't know what I was thinking. So I'm stuck with them until April. Maybe Bob can find someplace in the garage to stash them until then.
So those doors and the component pieces of lumber are going to go out to the garage, thereby creating a little more floor space in the basement. More wiggle room is an excellent thing. I'm just going to keep digging until I come back around to where I started.
Too much junk. But I'm working on it. I intend to be taking huge advantage of the next bulk pickups in April. I *will* get this all sorted out. A little bit at a time.