Lock it up.

We finally changed our locks – something we should have done right when we moved in, but have procrastinated for almost 9 months. Oops.

We bought a foreclosed home, so we really have no clue who had keys to our house. Thus, the need for new locks.

It took me longer than I expected to replace them, but it wasn’t too terribly tricky. The only difficult part was when the deadbolt lock wouldn’t line up perfectly with the existing hole in the frame. Eugene swooped in to rescue me & figured out a way to match it. {Gold star award for the day.}

The pup found the door knob package to be a great pillow…

Riveting post, eh?