I'm in pain pain pain!!

One of the company's I clean for brought it to my attention that their windows were in need of a good cleaning, so like the idiot I am, I offered to take care of it. Let's all say in a loud voice "RETARD", sorry no offence to any retards who may be reading this. Any way the man who invented these particular windows should be forced to sit in the same room with the hubby, the two boys, and the dog after they have consumed my version of poor mans chili, which is comprised almost intirely of baked beans and hamburger.....The setup for these windows is clearly the most difficult piece of crap setup I have every seen in my life. In order to clean them efficiently they need to be taken completely apart, (were talking a screen, a storm window, and the shade that attaches in between two sets of glass) and then cranked open the intire way so you can hang your intire body out the window to clean the outside cause they are on the second floor. Yep you know the ones I'm talking about. Clearly made by a man, a woman would have been thinking of how easy they would be to clean and quickly see how ass backwards they are and start over....Well 15 windows, 1 bruised back, 1 bruised leg, 1 big scratch, 1 set of very painful ribs, 2 near death experiences, 2 slips down the metal step ladder, and 1 bruised ego later I finally came to the conclusion "I don't do windows". This will be the phrase that will come out of my mouth in a very clear loud voice the next time the word windows is mentioned. I realy like Ruth and wanted to help, but I have come to the realization that my gracefulness and my chemical makeup in general is not compatiable with windows, but is compatiable with Ibuprofen and Icyhot.