I A Door You

Somehow we've managed to see another milestone together. This one is giving these guys all our money so BW can get new windows and a front door for the house

Like, all our money.

I would love to take credit for this new chapter, but I cannot. Like all things that happens here - it works like this: BW has an idea, and somehow I always get involved in it despite my best attempt at exercising my lazy tendencies and avoiding anything to do with the idea.

It started innocently enough. Some kid knocked on the door selling windows and the next thing you know we've got an appointment for the sales guy to come.

The sales guy shows up. The sales guy makes the sale. Your new windows will be ready in 3 months or so.

Oh, OK. I have time, I think.

Times up! The phone rings and it's the window guys. They can come today.

Oh. Hang on, let me move the dog bed and the couch and sweep up all the cheerios and cookies that are under the couch. Oh? Curtains have to come down? Okay.

We need new curtains now? Oh, OK. Hang on - let me get the old ones down before we shop for curtains

New curtains are found. Amazon has them here in 12 hours.

The door guys show up and take out old windows and install new ones. Easy-peasy The new windows look great.

What's that? BW doesn't like living in a house without curtains? "Let's pretend we're students and we can't afford curtains", I say in an effort to avoid work.

No luck.

I get busy once again and try to remember what curtain rod goes in what room and then curse the person whomever hung the curtain rod last time (probably me) . Also, where did that little doohickey go that I had right here a minute ago?

While I am on ladder trying not to drop the screw I have already dropped 3 times, the five-year-old decides this would be a good time for "opposite time". This is the time where she does exactly the opposite of what you don't want her to do. If you tell her to leave the drill alone, she touches it. "No, don't play with that" I say to the air - and nobody with ears apparently.

Dad loses it and tells five-year-old to go to bed because she's not listening. Five-year-old ignores dad and starts screaming wanting a "huggie" at the top of her lungs.

Dad ignores child more and tries to finish curtain hanging. Apparently there's a way to hang curtains that I did not know, but BW set me straight.

Child is still screaming. Dad caves and goes and gives the much needed "huggie". Dad tells child he will be back in a minute. He lied.

Dad showers. Child is asleep when dad is showered. Thank God.

And that's the story about how we got new windows and doors today.

It's now air-tight in here with our fancy new front door and windows all around. We learned the reason why the child's bedroom was always so cold in the winter: Apparently insulation was optional back in the 70's

I'm not out of the woods yet, as now the window solution has created a problem with blinds as the sizes or shape or layout or something are all wrong for the new windows. Now I have to find out what fits for our new windows.

It also feels kind of air tight in here now. I miss the breeze across the floor and watching the tumbleweeds of dog hair roll across the living room floor at night.