Isaac and I replaced 2 of the 8 broken panes of glass over at the new (really old) place yesterday.
It’s amazing what a difference clear glass that isn’t broken can make.
If you can focus on that one section of the window, you’d swear that things were looking up….that the house is really “coming together”.
The new glass is clear.
The new glass is fresh.
Of course, the windows should all be replaced. They’re in pretty bad shape.
I don’t want to put lipstick on the pig quite yet, though.
There has to be a method to the madness….I can bring order to this chaos.
So, for now, I’ll just close up whatever nasty holes I see and let it be what it is for the moment.
Watching the YouTube video about how to glaze a window after I’d done these two probably wasn’t the right order to do things in, either.
Oh, well….funky glazing will take my mind off some of the other stuff that needs to be done.
I can distract myself with an extended period of temporary incompetence.
If I can pick the right window to look through, my world can seem pretty nice.
What’s that saying about eating an elephant? The “one bite” statement?
It’s going to be a couple of new panes a day….a board or 3,200 ripped out every once in a while…another burn pile….for a while.
One little chunk at a time…and….voila!! ….
….a really old and decrepit house with some new panes of glass in the old window frames.
If I remember to focus on the clear and new, things look better all ready.
” I Can Only Be Me” Keith John