This year, we got new windows. New windows. NEW windows!
They upgraded our apartment and we didn't pay for it (yet). That never happens in New York. Never.
Our old windows were fine. Intact, not broken or cracked. They were probably 100 years old and repeatedly painted over with lead-based paint, but they technically worked. So, you can imagine my surprise when our building superintendent told me that we were getting new windows.
I didn't question it. I didn't ask for more information. I just said "awesome" and then fist pumped the air Jersey style.
After they installed the new windows, magical things began to happen. Incessant car honking stopped. Pedestrian voices deafened. I slept better. The windows actually opened and allowed fresh (as fresh as fresh gets in the city) air to enter. We could actually access the fire escape in case of an emergency.
The new windows took on a much greater meaning. They represented a well rested, quiet life with a potential escape route if necessary. They represented good housing karma. They, obviously, meant a lot to me.
Thank you, Housing Gods! Thank you very, very much.
Saturday, September 22, 2012
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I think windows are some of the most underrated fixtures in a house. It’s funny how we don’t really know what difference windows can make until we replace them. I’m glad your windows got changed, and that you’re living a lot quieter and possibly brighter as well. Keep those windows clean!
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