That's about all it took for Gene and good ( helpful) friend Matt to get the windows in.
They started late, almost 5:00p.m. and were done having a beer by 6:15p.m.
I wish trimming out the windows inside and out could be as fast but it's not. We need to get a door in also. That would be a rhetorical "we". ;-)
Rodger is probably the only one in the house that isn't overjoyed at having another room.
He has been using the back porch to sleep on and bring his "finds" to. The guys had to clear off a headless mouse ( clan Ichabod ) and toss it unceremoniously in the woods. I don't think they noticed the look of daggers that Rog was flashing them from the back door. If they had gazed into his eyes I'm sure they would have turned to stone or dust, or maybe gone back and retrieved the body ( and a half a dozen others) and brought it back kowtowing to the feline Emperor of the Hunt.