My angst regarding the second story solarium windows has plagued me for at least two years. Or when I realized raccoons and squirrels came and went as they pleased.
I had Pella windows quote me for replacing my french inswing window. I kid you not they gave me a quote for 70,000.00 for (10) 24″x55″ windows. It was insulting and Pella knows where they can shove that quote. So until I could painstakingly restore each window the cretins would plague the house. I stapled up plastic and boarded up the windows that hang on by thread. The windows with missing panes. I took to a local shop that would actually replace the glass and add the putty for you.
Not too long ago I dreamed I was putting in new windows. I felt so much relief, when I woke up I felt great. Then it hit me my accomplishment was a dream. Relief RETURNED to dispair.
Every project I finished has been a direct result of some new courage, confidence or both I’ve acquired from being push a little over the edge. I didnt have the courage before that dream but the dissipating relief I felt was enough to fill me up with some vitamin “Can Do”. Bravery mustered to just do it myself.
I tried to get so many people to help me do the storms on these windows so I could take down and refinish the actual casement without the nature and wild life coming in or heat and money going out. Especially after a bullshit want to be unhandiman quoted $100 per window to just install the storm windows. I opened a new window myself and just went for it. I thought if I dry fit each storm one at a time what could go wrong.
One at a time I cut them down to size (shout out to Rockwell and the Bladerunner! I had to wear my earplugs but We totally did that!), chauked the perimeter of the flange and screwed them in.
The shit took sometime, since there was a learning curve, but it worked. And they work and look great.
On to the next project… finish the stucco panel and start this wood trim.
