And so, primarily because I am most deeply uncomfortable with leaving a photo of a dead mouse at the top of this website for very long at all, an update on the curtain rods! I know you've all (all dozen or so of you) have been waiting with baited breath to know just how the curtain situation turned out after my stubborn instance that it would be resolved come hell or high water many weeks ago now. At last, it is true: we have livingroom curtains. Which really honestly is deeply satisfying in a somewhat unsettling way. (Unsettling in that I don't really see myself as the kind of gal for whom curtains are counted on my list of recent satisfying accomplishments).
But these puppies took a few labourious steps before they could be counted as completed: sanding the livingroom trim, painting the trim, finding rods, finding curtains, hanging rods (which involved Martin having to cut strips of pipe for the rods, something which I've yet to get brave enough to do), fashioning some kind of fixture to take the rods around the corner in the big window, hemming curtains, ironing curtains and then finally hanging them. There was clapping, there was glee. And now, though they are drawn back to afford a stunning view of the North Shore Mountains lightly dusted with snow in the distance, they bring me almost daily satisfaction as we have a way to keep our lives on a corner lot somewhat private.
And I have to say, it has also been quite great that Martin (who was not nearly as motivated to get the curtains up) continues to remark on how great they look. Things are starting to come together.
Wow. Curtains. I think I need to expand my world a little bit here.