I cut the what what? Doth my tape deceive me? No? Fuggit.
Something awesome happened today. I spent the last couple days – portions of those days, anyway – looking at all possible resources for information about window installation. It all boils down to a fairly simple formula. You buy “window flashing” and you put it in the right places in the correct sequence. If your window has a “nailing fin” around the perimeter, then installation is crazy-simple. You use shims (available in packs) to wedge between the window unit and house framing – not so tight that it bows the window or prevents smooth operation. Once it’s shimmed and level, you nail through the flange (fin?). Put the flashing where the YouTube video with the best ratio of thumbs-up to thumbs-down tells you. Beg your brain not to make the job more difficult than it actually is.
I hit a setback. I flashed the first windowsill, lifted the window into the opening, and found out that the R.O. (rough opening; read: “hole”) was way too small. Ten inches off. Nuts.
I have no idea how I was able to pull that off. I’ll tell you though, I wasn’t upset in the least. Faced with life-changing or catastrophic news, I am calm and collected. It’s the unbelievably minor setbacks that will make me hit the roof. Thankfully, this setback seemed to register outside of the red-zone. Probably what happened is that my brain assessed this as a big deal, so I was cool as a cucumber. If I had realized how simple it would be to fix, I might have been taken away on a stretcher.
Overall success: I installed the window in the correctly-cut R.O. in the back of the house (1 outta 2 ain’t bad…). Making the incorrect R.O. ten inches taller was a simple matter of sawsalls and moving screws.
Current window tally: 2 out of 8.