I broke the glass in a storm window for one of the dining room piano windows last year. It happened when I was removing some debris from the nursery bedroom on the upper level by lowering it out the window opening. Countless trash bags and trim pieces went down smoothly past the main floor windows, but one errant piece of moulding was all it took.
In the months since that little accident, I had intended to replace the storm window glass myself. I’m ashamed to admit I never got around to that project. Re-glazing windows is a new skill for me and even though I know it’s a simple thing, I let the task of learning how to replace the glass keep me stalled. If you want to revoke my license to DIY, I understand.
Now after months of procrastination on this thing, the prospect of going a second winter with a missing storm window finally got to me. I taped up the cracked glass and brought the window over to the local hardware store. That was Saturday. I picked up the repaired window tonight.
Time spent delivering and collecting the window: 30 minutes.
Why on earth didn’t I do this sooner? At last the storm window is off my to-do list, though I still need to learn how to re-glaze windows myself. I’ll work on that tomorrow.