Mexican life

Window treatment

window
Nice, clean, fresh windows.

THE FELLOWS just packed up their gear and garbage and hightailed it out of here, thank the Goddess.

Since Monday at 8:30 a.m., we’ve had workmen underfoot, two of them, usually. They were doing renovations.

We hire guys to work here about once a year because a Hacienda requires love and care.

The principal chore this week was to refurbish the windows in the upstairs terraza, the first time that’s happened since we moved here almost 14 years ago.

I should have taken a “before” shot, but I didn’t, and now there is only the “after” shot above. But trust me, it was nasty. There are three windows, but the photo shows just two.

For two days, the fellows sanded by hand and electric sander. They went down to clear wood. Then they stained. Then they laid a varnish that’s also used on basketball courts.

It’s tough stuff.

They also painted most of the downstairs veranda, plus parts of the house exterior. There were other little details to boot.

They were here two 10-hour days and one four-hour day. I bought the paint, but the work cost the peso equivalent of about $235 in U.S. bucks.

About three weeks ago, another crew removed and replaced the tile floor in the upstairs shower stall. The work took two days, and set me back $55 for the labor.

The peso-buck exchange rate is very sweet right now.

terraza
Yellow and green are fresh. The red is the same.

12 thoughts on “Window treatment

  1. Pride in your home means you have respect for yourself and those who live around you. But then, I had a neighbor who kept immaculate care of his house, and had drunken solo rock concerts on his deck on weekends, sometimes until 5 in the morning.

    Of course, Felipe, you’re a civilized human, so you have a Hershey Kiss.

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    1. Kris: Sounds like your neighbor contradicted your theory about people who take pride in their homes. As for Hersey Kisses, I think I’ll go downstairs and have one right now. They’re in a bowl with a lid.

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      1. He could have been worse, at least his home was well kept. I handled the situation the Canadian way. Rather than shoot him, I sold the house and moved.

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          1. There are some circumstances and people that make it very hard to disagree. I thought more about burning the house down while he was sleeping it off, but I moved instead.

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  2. “If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern”

    William Blake’s words that inspired Huxley’s “The Doors of Perception” which he wrote while tripping on peyote.

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