06 November 2012

Through the looking glass.

Our house was built in 1937. We've been very lucky that the house has many good updates (kitchen, roof) but also has many of its original features (floors, grates, knobs)--including the original windows with the rope and wheel pulley system. These windows are beautiful.

Buuuuut.... Some don't open when it's hot. Some don't open when it's cold. Most have to be held in place with a stick. Some had storms, some didn't. In fact, the window in our closet had two half-storms on top of each other, which provided a nice little draft. Most of the windows were drafty. (The being said, our bills are still cheaper and our house still warmer than our previous built-in-1998 house). In case you can't tell, I'm very defensive of our windows. They've seen a LOT. They're a part of the house, and its history. So it was with very mixed emotions that I agreed to let Brad replace them. All of them. ALL THIRTY-TWO of them. Because, you know, who wants to take a two-week trip to Europe? Or buy a new car? Not me. Windows.

And today was the day...

I didn't approve this.

I love the world.

I was able to work from home today, thinking, oh, I'll just keep an eye on the dogs (the windows were taken out from the outside). Well, let me tell you. Getting your windows replaced, at least in a pre-1978 house (lead paint), is total chaos. I certainly appreciate all the efforts made to protect my house, but it seriously looked like they were going to go Patrick Bateman on someone's ass.

And lots of hugs and kisses to the pooches, who (somewhat not too grumpily) spent the bulk of the day locked in the downstairs bathroom, the only room w/o any windows being replaced.

A quick peek inside... what hasn't seen the light of day in seventy-five years:

By the way, I saved three of the old windows - the top part with the slats. We also saved a handful of the handles and locks, as well as a few of the wheels. Not sure what will become of these, but at the very least we wanted some memento. I'm thinking we'll hang the windows somewhere in the house. You know, art.

Even with all the prep-work... and even with all the windows... these guys were in by 9:30 and out by 3. Seriously. And they did a GREAT job. Super kudos to you, Wallside Windows. Work aside (and they did a great job), the men (and women) that do jobs like this are in your house. You put a lot of trust in them. You're spending a lot of money, and this is a big deal. So when you've got eight guys trouncing through your house, you want to feel comfortable with them. You want them to be friendly, and put you at ease with themselves and their skills. These guys did, and I'm incredibly grateful for it. I was totally stressed out by the house looking like a tornado hit it, so I was extra appreciative of the fact that when they left, it was like they were never here. (They even vacuumed, which, let's be totally honest--they were basically just vacuuming up dog hair.) Except, of course, for the new windows! And do they look fancy. They are double hung (which everyone keeps telling me makes them easy to clean. To which I say, "clean?"), and swoop in and out all smooth like. They even have these little "night lock" latches that allow you to leave the windows open overnight or when you're not home - and not worry that someone's going to bust in (or a kiddie to bust out). AND... you don't need a stick to hold them open.

....now we need new curtains and hardware to match our fancy new windows, RIGHT?

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