Windows Bah (No not the Microsoft kind...)

Well yesterday was my attempt at windows again. And a good one it was. But not to be.
Frustration (a): Don't ever buy exterior white latex paint (on sale) at Canadian Tire. Trash, traaaash. Thin, no coverage, no body. Jeez. Close to useless. I was trying to put a protective coat on the outside of the wooden sashes that I had just reglazed. Phooey. Canadian Tire Paint = total waste of time. Maybe I can use it up later on the front porch or something. Anyway, lesson learned. Buy paint from paint people. Duh. I knew that.
Frustration (b): Sash cords are mostly broken (OK, no surprise there, they are 82 years old - the originals that were installed with the house. How do I know? Funny you should ask.) So - take the sashes (plural!) out and look for the covering for that "access hatch" to the counterweights. Nope. No such animal. The original builders didn't bother with that little improvement. I guess in 1922 everything lasted forever and din't need replacing. So. Pull off the outer frame of the window, assuming that there will be access behind the mouldings. This usually works. Nope. Deal? NO DEAL! Slab of wood, slab of palster. Very nice plaster job too. But no space, no access. No counterweights, no new sash cords. So now what, you ask. (Thought you'ld never ask.) Three alternatives - 1) fuggetaboudit, 2) smash some of the plaster to get access, 3) pry off some more of the frame to get at them. Hobson's choice. Pfeh.
Not done yet....
Frustration (c): I reversed my "labels" on the window glasses, so I "uninstalled" the 3rd floor sash just in time to find out the glass didn't fit. What the? okokokok. I recognize my mistake, so I'll just tape off the window temporarily and put the glass in the other window, where it fits (yay). Nope. I pull off the mouldings (it's an exterior multi-pane storm, and it isn't puttied, the glass is just held in place by the mouldings) and the brads that held the mouldings, and the glass, can't be removed, because I did NOT bring the pliers along (afraid they might get stolen by the tenant). Anyway, they must be removed, because the new glass is thicker than the old glass, and it WILL NOT FIT unless I remove the brads. Aargh.
Solution: A little hand-flapping followed by 3 bags of garbage out the door to make me feel that I had actually not totally wasted my time.
Rats.
Double Rats.

BTW - this post was originally 3 run-on sentences. I did some decent editing, yes?