By Tess Wilson
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Q: My husband and I live in Cambridge, Massachusetts in an early 1900s apartment building. Our internal doors are old but probably from the ’50s. Years of previous tenants and shoddy, cheap-as-possible maintenance have left us with really awful doors. Random paint splotches, pet scratches, broken panels, painted-on pet hairs, and even a Strawberry Shortcake sticker, partially peeled off. If this were my house and I wanted to keep the doors, I’d strip and sand and stain them or replace the ones that can’t be salvaged. I don’t want to work that hard for this crap hole, but I’d like it to look like less of a crap hole…
