Not really angry enough to pit this, but, dammit, when I first encountered them, I thought shoji, the wood-and-paper doors and windows found all over Japan, were absolutely fantastic. I was even more happy to find that all the doors and windows of my new apartment are shoji. Now, I hate them.
Not too long ago, a friend of mine came to visit. One of the first things he did when he came to my apartment was accidentally put his foot through the shoji leading to my balcony, leaving a gaping hole in the paper. It didn’t bother me so much, but it did look pretty ugly and was visible to the rest of the neighborhood.
I have no idea how to repair these things, but I figured I’d give it a try today. I went to our local Komeri Home Center, bought a roll of shoji paper, the tape and tools I’d need, and went to work.
I pried up the tatami in the room so I could pull out the shoji. Then I began by slowly and carefully peeling off the old paper. I had hoped to get all of it off, but the glue that had been used before was not cooperating, so I eventually had to just rip the paper off and chisel away at the glue and paper left behind. After that, I wiped the surface down until it was really clean with a towel, took out the new paper and measured and cut off a sheet large enough for the door. Following the instructions that came with the sheet, I used some tacks to fix the sheet securely to the top of the back of the door. Then I proceeded to slowly and deliberately fix tape around the frame and along all ten of the crossbars within the frame. So far so good.
The taping was done, so then it was time to attach the sheet. After removing the backing for all of the tape, I carefully unrolled the paper, trying my damnedest to keep it as taut as possible. Finally, I got the entire door covered in paper and all that was left was to trim the excess. I went around the edge of the frame with a razor, carefully following the inside of the door frame. After three sides I felt I was already home free. I slowly sliced along the fourth side when, just as you could have expected, I slipped and sliced a one inch hole into the paper. :smack:
That is one and a half hours of my life I will never get back. I’m just going to call and have somebody come do this for me next time. 
This is why I hate doing home repairs. I never remember the successes, just the epic fails.
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