Papa Don't Preach, Part II

The time has come, gentle readers, for my window installation. You may remember my previous post explaining that this was going to be done by some Amish men and I promised to blog more about it. At about 8:30 this morning, the trailer pulled up in front of my house and out came Non-Amish Guy and Amish Guy (the guy I really liked before, Favorite Amish, wasn't here today):




It was pulled by this truck (which has one of those OBX stickers on the window--I'm guessing this truck belongs to Non-Amish Guy):

They got right to work--out came the power tools, which you can see to the left of the trailer door:

After clarifying that they were supposed to trim the windows as part of the installation process (at which time the Amish guy told me that he couldn't reach Nelson on his cell phone to check with him, which is why he was asking me), they began to install the windows.

Here is my kitchen window before:

And after:

The window in my laundry room before (this window shared an opening with the one in the kitchen, so the new window is a single window that is larger but fits into the same opening and it slides so that I can have part of it open in the kitchen and the other part open in the laundry room):

And after:

The window on the west side of the laundry room before:

And after:

This is the window in the loft that a bird once used to infiltrate my home. A view before:

And after (now it can be pulled down from either the top or the bottom and it also swings out so that I can clean it):

So this is what the exterior of the house looks like now on the west side:

And a view of the awning open:

A view of the exterior of the house on the south side before:

And after:

I wish I could make the photos go side by side, but I can't. Sorry.

They finished all of this in three and a half hours, including vacuuming after themselves (well, Non-Amish Guy did that part). Then I had to pay them (Amish Guy handled this part) and they were on their way after I told them for the fifteenth time how much I liked the windows. If you look closely at the passenger side of the truck as they start to pull away, you can see Amish Guy's blue shirt.

Unfortunately, I did not get to ask them what they use to tame their facial hair, how they justify using power tools for this purpose, why they had cell phones, or whether or not they liked the movie "Witness." I did get to shake Amish Guy's hand, though ;-)