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Installing the family room windows
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mljm already mentioned in her post, apparently I do windows.
No, not
but
windows.
Yep, installed two more windows in the house, the last of the Really Hard Ones where I have to climb a ladder for which I am five pounds heavier than it's maximum rating, standing twelve feet off the ground doing Really Heavy Shit while the ladder flexes under me like a squeaky metal trampoline. Oh, yes, nothing but FUN there.
Anyhow, now we're down to siding the wall and trimming out the windows already installed, and that side of the house will be done. The only windows remaining are all close enough to the ground where the highest my feet will be is three or so feet. Those'll go quicker, I'm guessing.
Nothing like climbing a ladder a dozen times, holding a ten pound power saw out from your body, cutting through the siding but not the sheathing to remind you that twenty years old was twenty years ago.
Lots of heavy lifting, helped greatly by the Jester Rejects, and very tired and sore today, but it was a good day. Nice to be up and doing rather than sitting behind a sewing machine.
Happy b-day, Missy.
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mljm already mentioned in her post, apparently I do windows. No, not
but
windows.Yep, installed two more windows in the house, the last of the Really Hard Ones where I have to climb a ladder for which I am five pounds heavier than it's maximum rating, standing twelve feet off the ground doing Really Heavy Shit while the ladder flexes under me like a squeaky metal trampoline. Oh, yes, nothing but FUN there.
Anyhow, now we're down to siding the wall and trimming out the windows already installed, and that side of the house will be done. The only windows remaining are all close enough to the ground where the highest my feet will be is three or so feet. Those'll go quicker, I'm guessing.
Nothing like climbing a ladder a dozen times, holding a ten pound power saw out from your body, cutting through the siding but not the sheathing to remind you that twenty years old was twenty years ago.
Lots of heavy lifting, helped greatly by the Jester Rejects, and very tired and sore today, but it was a good day. Nice to be up and doing rather than sitting behind a sewing machine.
Happy b-day, Missy.