baby, it's cold outside

Yesterday was the first truly cold day of winter. It also happened to be the day our new picture window and garden doors were scheduled to be installed. I had booked the day off work, and was so excited that they were finally here. (I was like a kid at Christmas - I even had trouble sleeping the night before!)

We ordered the windows over two months ago, and there had been a bit of a delay in getting them made, so we weren't expecting them until January. When the window guy called last week to book our appointment, I'm pretty sure I was the most excited customer he had talked to that day (possibly ever).

I was just finishing breakfast when the window guy called to say it was too cold to do the installation. (Seriously? It's Polar Windows. They have Polar in their name. Surely they can handle working when it's -20C.) I was so disappointed.

But at least the day wouldn't be a total write-off. We also scheduled a pick-up of all this:

Renovations create garbage - that's junk that has been hauled out of our living room, basement and garage.

Shortly after the window guy called to cancel, the junk guy called to say he was on his way. Yay!  One minute later he called back to say he couldn't get down our back lane because of all the fire trucks. Of all the days for my neighbour's garage to catch on fire.

Unlike the window guys, the junk guys were willing to come back in the afternoon. Which is a good thing, because with garages in the neighbourhood catching on fire we didn't want a giant pile of wood and garbage sitting next to ours.

As for the windows . . . we're still waiting.