As much as I love creating stained glass windows, the delivery and installation makes me twitchy. I obsess about all the things that could go wrong-- I could be carrying it out to my car and drop it, I could get into an accident on the way and it could get destroyed, it might not fit, the client might not like it, and on and on-- it's torture, all of this craziness is manufactured inside my own head. After listening to me rattle off my worries, my husband just smiled. He's heard it before and knows I will have a sleepless night (or two) in the days leading up to an installation and there's not much anyone can do about it. I delivered this window, and another not pictured, this week to a client who was taking care of the hanging and installation himself and he snapped this picture even before cutting off the extra chain. We took a few minutes to stand back and admire it and then he said to me the thing that I love to hear most; he said, "it's even better than I expected!" Then I breathed a huge sign of relief!