Or you could do like Mrs Piggle-Wiggle and put them all in upside-down.
Actually, IIRC, she built her whole houe upside-down.
Man, that was a long time ago.
Wellnow.
Mr Fixit left the old door wide open, locked up the storage shed and took off with never a fare-thee-well, kiss my foot, go to heck or anything. Just left. Another day with a very small level of security, and it will be this time next week before it’s all done, if I’m not mistaken.