Our front door is one big window. We take comfort in the fact that you cannot see our front door from the street and that it lets in light. Other than that, our front door makes us cranky. It, along with the glass door to the bathroom, brassy yet effective gas fireplace, and stuccoed bathroom walls, which are moulding like a mother these days, is yet another symbol of our landlord's poshlost' and lack of common sense. The neighbour's cat who spends most of her time here also makes us regret our front door because she likes to scratch it to be let out in the middle of the night. In an effort to stop this behaviour, last night, I put double-sided tape on the door where she scratches. She's since stopped. I think that I slept through the night.


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