So last week, I looked out my front windows, and what did I see? Sadly, it was not popcorn popping on the apricot tree. No - it was ice. And on the inside of the windows, dripping on to the casings. Hmmm, no wonder it's felt like an ice box in my apartment. That, and perhaps the lack of insulation and the temperatures more appropriate for Ice Station Zebra. Anyway - this of course meant that a project was in store. So come Friday, I got myself down to the hardware store (remembering of course that Ace is the Place), and returned with everything I would need to insulate my windows.
Now, insulating windows is no easy task. First, it involves a ridiculous assortment of things. Saran Wrap, double-sided tape, scissors, hairdryers - and that's just the tip of the window iceberg. Somehow, you've got to cut the wrap, put the tape on the windows, put the wrap on the tape, seal it on with the hair dryer, all while trying to avoid scraping your knuckles bloody while working around the blinds and keep from falling off the step ladder. And of course, do all of this while keeping the curse words at a minimum - or at least a low volume.
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