We had to buy a new window for the addition and since the addition’s on the front of the house we decided to replace the other window in the front. Just so they’d match you know. And because my house is sixty years old and the windows are old and single paned and aluminum and ugly.
Anyway, Brandon, who is wonderful, came on Saturday and replaced the window in my front room and I can see out my window (cue the angels singing).
I had no idea that the old window was so dirty but good gracious, it’s amazing! I feel like I could just sit and look out the window all day. Now I can see everything going on outside. I can see the leaves changing colors on the trees, and branches waving in the breeze. I can see the the snails sliming their way along my zucchini plants. I can even see the little girl across the street picking my green, far from ripe, tomatoes ensuring that I will never get any kind of decent tomato crop. I can see Irish1 as he runs down the street looking for cars to break into.
You know what? Maybe having clean windows isn’t that great after all.