Note to self: If I'm ever forced to become a housekeeper (getting increasingly likely), I'll have to be the type that 'doesn't do windows.' I never really understood that until I started a floor-to-ceiling cleaning of the house. Washing windows sucks. It appears that the nearby oak tree has been spritzing the windows with sap (at least I hope that's what this is), coating them with this sticky film on which regular cleaners have no effect. Even the windows that are just 'regular' dirty rarely come out looking fully transparent; years of sloppy paint work has left little drips on the glass, not to mention the inevitable streaking and whatnot that goes with the territory. The result is a window that is slightly clearer than it was before, but I sure wouldn't pay for it. What do we expect, magic? I have a newfound respect for the window-washing industry.