a journey

Ever since I moved into our house this past August, I noticed that my bedroom door hinge squeaks every time I shut or close the door. It's one of those things that irritated me at the beginning but I was too busy getting settled into the new semester and it seemed pointless to make a separate trip to the store for it. By the time I was in the groove of things, I was pretty used to the squeaking. That is, until this winter as I find myself opening and closing my door multiple times each morning as I attempt to balance getting ready for my day in the freezing bathroom and darting back into my warm cave (thank you, Sunbeam space heater) to 'recover.' The squeaking is much more noticeable when my housemates are still sleeping and it's dead silent in the house.

At the store today, I finally remembered to pick up a small bottle of WD-40 to see what I could do with the door. When I got home, I shook the bottle and sprayed a couple times on the top hinge as a starting point, assuming I'd have to test the door and spray multiple places before finding the source of the problem. After waiting a moment, I tested the door a few times and was startled at the result... absolute silence.

SO crazy! I continued testing it and sure enough, not a peep! I even dragged both my roommates (who have always been quite amused by the quirky nature of my door) upstairs to witness the incredible transformation. I can't believe that I endured 6 full months squeakiness from bedroom door and all it took was 1 spray from a little bottle to fix. A-MA-ZING - that's all I have to say.

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