Sunday, May 2, 2010

Windows & Workmen.

When we moved into this house, I'm not certain that any of us realized how poor the windows are.  They're all single-pane windows of different styles, likely bought here and there when a batch of them dropped below a certain price.  These windows look a little shoddy, none of them have screens, and half of them seem to have different closures than the rest.  They bleed heat, in during the summer and out during the winter.  Put simply, they're crap.

Tomorrow, workmen will come and replace almost all of our windows.  I'm thrilled about having new windows.  The new windows will have screens!  Matching closures!  They will have been made in the past ten years!  It's going to be SWEET.

The part that WON'T be sweet is having workmen all up in my house tomorrow.  I will try to minimize stress, but it will be present.  Ideally, I'd take E., hop on our bikes, and spend most of the day at a park to avoid the noise, activity, and strangers.  I won't feel like I can, though, after the poor experience we had moving into this house.  The "professionals" hired to move all of our stuff ruined large portions of it through plain, simple carelessness.  Ever since then, I haven't wanted to trust workmen with my stuff, and that includes just leaving them alone in the house with it.  So, despite wanting to just remove myself, I will feel obligated to stay and protect the house's contents.

On top of all that, I likely won't be as productive as Mondays usually find me.  I do all sorts of things like sweep, clean dishes, wash laundry, and exercise on Mondays.  I won't be inclined to do those things while strangers tromp through my home.  I expect to spend a lot of time on the laptop or reading tomorrow, alternating with desperate attempts to keep E. entertained.  If I'm lucky, the workmen will finish early.  If they do, I will become a dervish, whirling about the house, trying to set things to rights.

My biggest, most fervent wish is that their assurances are correct and they will finish the job in one day.  I don't think I could handle two.

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