It was agreed that I would strip the window sashes to save on cost in preparation for the work to be done to our southern parlor window. It was a simple task (isn't it always?). I purchased paint stripper, a scraper, a dust suite and a lead vapor rated painter's mask. I setup my area in the driveway placing a disposable plastic tarp on the pavement, two horses atop and dawned my space suite attire. I retrieved the sashes from the back porch and while carrying them to my work area, one of the rails loosened and nearly fell off. Well, there goes stripping them...
But Mr. Sunderland kept on badgering me about the window, that it needs to be repaired or it will not function correctly, etc. He was right, of course, yet, his pricing is just out of reach for my sanity. In the end, I relented and confessed the real reason for foregoing the repair of the old sash. Once my secret plan came to light, Mr. Sunderland really didn't say much. He didn't seem to mind at that time and I invited him to examine the new sashes.
Mrs. Sly is due to come back to install the weatherstripping and fitment within our frame. As of this posting, our agonizingly slow repair is as a result of yours truly having other priorities (a.k.a. LIFE) getting in the way. As an update can be made, I'll post it up.
Miscommunication, one of the most annoying things in life. Between the window sash ordering, scheduling, dealing with Sunderland Period Homes, the lead problems; I must've misunderstood Mrs. Sly when she and I discussed installation. She was unable to install the window sashes due to age (70+ years to her credit). So I sit here completely beside myself since the promised windows were delivered without weatherstipping pending installation (hence my assumption of her installing them). Well at least the price of the window, as is, is still more affordable than a repaired replica.