What a mess!
My work room—I hesitate to call it a ‘studio’ as that sounds quite pretentious– has never been painted since we’ve lived here—and probably not more than once or twice in the previous nearly 100 years. The windows were the original windows and quite rattley whenever the wind blew more than just a bit. Hurricanes happen to be a relatively frequent occurrence here—we’ve been here for four of them. Hurricane resistance windows seemed like a good idea along with the promise of reducing street noise and improved climate control-they promise a reduction in heating and air conditioning bills of 15 to 20 percent.
Unfortunately, installation of new windows requires everything be pulled away from the existing windows. And so why not paint as well? Picking out a paint color didn’t take me long—a Martha Stewart color that was absolutely perfect. Painting didn’t really take all that long as three walls are primarily windows but moving everything—well, that was the hardest part or so I thought then.
Theses windows are custom-made and it took six very long weeks; finally installed they look wonderful and I’ve decided to rearrange so that I can look out on our backyard and be eyeball to eyeball with the birds roosting in crepe myrtle trees and scowl at the squirrels racing from branch to branch—they chew up electrical wires in our attic.
Rearranging things and putting things back on shelves is much harder than disassembly—and requires much more time—I had thought a good day’s work but it’s taking several weeks.