We got our windows washed today (the joy of living in a rural area was that it cost $12 per window). John was upset when he got home that they didn't look better, but I remember that even years ago there was stuff between the two layers of glass. He called me to tell me we needed to do something about the window washing people not doing a good job. I said I would deal with it and by the time I got home he didn't bring up the issue again. I'm noticing having to calm him down about things occasionally.
I opened all the curtains and shades for the window washers and it was so nice to have the extra light in the house. There is a small window on John's side of the bed and he keeps the shade drawn all the time. I had forgotten how much I like the shade open.