Reliabilt 5600 Survivor vinyl replacement windows

You see, the night before we were to come back from our peaceful vacation, our sedate four-bedroom home was bursting at the seams with -- get this -- 200 people. Yup, that's not a typo. Now, with 200 people in the house, you have to be thinking, "Okay, something's bound to get broken." And that was absolutely true. We had not just one broken window, but two. My husband wasn't thrilled, to say the least, but I was a little bit more on an even keel. I picked up the phone and called our trusty contractor, Bill. Now, Bill has been with us for years, so he seen more than a few mishaps. He built our home from scratch and also built on the family room (appropriately known in our house as the "ruckus room") a few years back. We not only call on him in a pinch, but he's pretty much part of the family. I knew Bill could fix our problem. And that was absolutely right.


In short order, Bill installed our new Reliabilt windows, and they have been amazing. More than windows, they're actually glass systems with double glazed construction. Their airtight, watertight construction means that not only do we not have leaky windows or drafts anymore, but our energy bills have gone way down. They're also equipped with a secure locking system. However, one of the greatest things about these Reliabilt 5600 Survivor vinyl replacement windows is that they come with a warranty that just can't be beat. What is it? Basically, those Reliabilt windows are guaranteed for as long as I own my home. Now, you might wonder what I did next. Well, I took Bill's advice and gave ol' jolly Jeff that great big bear hug. Then I had Bill install Reliabilt 5600 Survivor vinyl replacement windows throughout the rest of my home. And as you might guess, Bill thanked Jeff, too.


Sometimes things that seem stressful and even nerve wracking can actually be beneficial. Case in point, a recent "catastrophe" that actually turned in our favor when it introduced us to Reliabilt 5600 Survivor vinyl replacement windows.


Kids, ya gotta love 'em. My husband and I have three and, for added fun, they have decided to grow into teenagers! This past summer we planned a family vacation, but unfortunately our oldest son could not go because he had to work. He is 17 so we said, what the heck, he'll be fine, he follows the rules. The only problem is that we forgot to lay out some of the most important rules like capacity limits for our home! Now, don't get us wrong, a party of, say, 10 or even 15 friends is OK by us. We know he'll clean up and keep it down to a dull roar. But, we did not specify just how many a "few friends" actually was and, well, let's just say we learned our lesson!


Here's what happened. The night before we were meant to come back from our lovely, relaxing vacation, our little four-bedroom home was crammed to the max with -- no joke -- 200 people. And of course, with 200 people in the house, it's common sense to think, "Okay, something's going to get broken." And that is exactly what happened. Actually, two things got broken; namely, our windows. Hubby wasn't thrilled and I wasn't either, but I pride myself on my ability to keep my cool during stressful circumstances. I just sighed once, picked up the phone, and yelled, "Jack!" (Jack is our trusty, understanding long time contractor.) Jack has been with us for a long, long time, so he knows exactly what our house goes through, what with having three family members in the midst of adolescent angst and bad judgment. Jack not only built our house from scratch, but he also built on our family room. We can call on him in a pinch, but he's also just plain part of the family. I knew he could fix our little problem. And that was right.