Thursday and onward

So Thursday came around, and we managed to get the window fixed. This took nearly 5 hours and required some serious Pittsburgh adventuring.

First stop, Ryan's Autoglass in Sharpsburg. "Well, we can do it, but it won't be ready til Monday or Tuesday. And it'll be 80 bucks." No. They refer us to a place in Millvale.

Second stop, Pittsburgh Door and Window, Millvale. The nicest lady ever, who thought that we have all day to fart around finding a window. She did refer us to a place down in the South Hills. I called, the salesguy was busy, I asked for directions, off we went.

On the way to Brookside, we had a run-in with the law. We'll just go ahead and add that to the cost of the window.

Anyway.

Brookside Lumber, Brookside. "Brian" doesn't bother getting up from this seat way in the back surrounded by doors and windows. "I don't know what kind of window it is. It doesn't have a number. Was there one on the glass?" No. "Well, there was." No, dumbass, there wasn't. It's an Anderson, by the way. The two people before us told us that. "I'm not sure if it's an Anderson." I want to throw him through a display. "Let me get a hinge to check. I think it'll be too small."

The hinge fits perfectly.

Well, I can order it. How long will it take? A month.

What?

Can't you expedite it? No, because everytime UPS delivers a window, it breaks.

Nevermind why it would take a month to get here from whereever they make windows. He then tells us of a place in an industrial park.

Roush Glass, undisclosed location (can't remember). We go in, the place smells like smoke. The lady behind the counter who sounds like Joan Rivers tells us that "the guys aren't in right now," and she "doesn't know when they'll get back." I'm a bit hesitant, but I go ahead and leave the window and my out-of-state number with them, expecting absolutely nothing at this point.

Adam and I then go up to Vincent's of Greentree in PNC Park for some excellent pizza. That is followed by another trip out to Lumber Liquidators for the rest of the flooring. (First batch gathered on Wednesday on the way back from the airport.)

We get back to the condo and continue cleaning out the carpet remnants and start tearing out the tack strips and moulding. Miraculously, the glass place calls near 5 p.m. Your window is done.

Done. Sweetness. I wonder how much it is, expecting something close to $120-150.

Friday, and it's finally time to paint! First thing in the morning we start the painting, Adam taking the guest room and me taking the master bedroom.

After the first coat, we head out and get the window. Cost? $48. This is one of the highpoints of the trip. I contemplate breaking the rest of the windows since this one is much higher quality.

Now then, I need to consult with Adam on the rest of the weekend, because the timeline is getting a bit fuzzy. Well, heck, here's sort of what happened.

We did the floor in the guest bedroom first. It was really slow at first, but after a while we got a little system going. After some more time, we realized the floor was slightly crooked. We tried to fix it, but hey, that's life. It adds some character, no?

Turner and Melissa actually helped us out with the master bedroom flooring. We had a really good train rolling for a while until we hit the doorways, which was annoying and painfully slow.

The master is definitely crooked, but again, it's hard to tell. The edges are neatly covered by the trim -- which isn't real wood, but nicely primed and painted plastic stuff that's easy to work with -- so it goes quicker.

Other fun things from the weekend ...

I got to use a pneumatic nail gun for the first time. It was all I thought it would be and much more. At one point, I thought there wasn't a stud behind some of the trim. I thought the nails were going right through the damp drywall. No! You're out of nails, dumbass.

More later.