A lot of Glass

This morning three "Window World" workers arrived with their truck fully loaded with windows. These were the windows that we were most excited about.

We moved into the older portion of the house and gave the workers the full run of the front sunroom. They would also be replacing the windows in the two little guest rooms on the outside first floor of this house. This was going to be a long, very long day.

We had tried to kid ourselves that the work might go fast, but then we realized that they had to remove the front windows by breaking every pane of glass in each of the grids or window squares because the wood was just too old and the glass to brittle to try to lift the whole window out of position. It was just too dangerous. They sliced each pane with a razor knife and broke it piece by piece. So the long slow work began, but first after one big side window was removed the lifting of the new big picture windows up the outside old wooden rickety stairs and in through the big open window slot had to begin.

I was inside our little master bedroom trying to amuse the pooches and keep them quiet. What I heard was the grueling strain of three men, grunting and groaning, as they lifted those big new windows into the room. The windows had to be installed from the inside, which was much less dangerous than trying to lift them and install them from an outside angle. So that's what they did.

It was another all day job.

When the afternoon sun started its descent toward the horizon, the workers put on their sunglasses while realizing they were about to see one spectacular sight as that fiery ball dropped into the ocean.

It was after eight o'clock before they finished and still they have more to do because one window on the north side of the house in the entry hallway was not ordered correctly, so not replaced, and a few little things need attending to. When they finish with every little detail, which will not be until April (my spring break from school), every window in the house will be new.

This was our last full day on the Central Coast, and even though it wasn't the way we would have liked to spend the day, having the windows delivered before we have to leave for life in the "real world of responsibilities" in southern California was what we had hoped for. After the workers left, we did our best with the lack of daylight to clean up the debris-- slivers of glass, little chunks of wood, and lots of dust.

The two of us did not install the new windows, but we sure were exhausted after two long days of constant construction-type work happening here in this little home.

Good night from the Central Coast,
Rosie (& Mr. Fun, Chloe, Mitzi, and Max), aka Carol