Sunday, February 19, 2023

Curtains

Inspirational song: One Way or Another (Blondie)

What a tiring, frustrating day. I got another coat of paint on the north end of the room, but just a single coat where the curtain rods were (the rods that are currently getting dust on my bed, as are the plastic bins of clothes and other assorted junk). I wanted to put a second coat on the top strip of wall, so I could be done completely with that part. Instead, I'm sitting fully reclined, with Alfred pinning me down, as a mild muscle relaxer and medium pain killer work a little magic on my sore back. It all counts as progress, just not as much as I would have hoped by now.

I took an afternoon break from painting. I picked up Valerie, and she and I went curtain shopping. First we did a few laps of Target. The curtain options there were beyond disappointing. Instead of curtains, Val and I got some food items and a toy rabbit from the dollar spot. Turns out that cute kid loves pistachios and freeze-dried apples. We snacked on them the whole way between Target and Bed Bath and Beyond.

Valerie had more latitude to play at BB&B. The store had fewer other customers, so I didn't have to worry about her running out in front of someone else's cart. She thought it was pretty awesome. She especially liked hiding behind the curtains on the displays. Her silliness helped soothe my agony over searching and not finding anything appropriate for my room. I was finally so sick of failing to find 50 inch wide, 63 inch long curtains in any color, that I grabbed some 84 inch length ones in a fabric I didn't like, just to have something. I figured I could hem them to fit.

I ripped the packaging a little trying to remove one curtain. I unfolded it, held it up to the window, and swore a blue streak. It said 2 panels, 74 x 84. I thought each panel was 74 inches. Yeah, no. That is the total width. Not even close to fitting my windows. I have to reassemble the package somehow, and return them tomorrow. Maybe I can find some at Walmart. Or @ Home. Or, what, Marshall's? I just don't even know anymore where to look. All I know is I do not have energy to sew my own again, so there had better be some decent ones tomorrow, or I'm gonna get a n g r y.

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