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It has taken us 15 months, but we have FINALLY got ourelves a curtain in our bedroom.
Previously we had simply strung up a burgandy coloured sheet. It was annoying, impractical, not to mention unattractive - but at least it offered some privacy.
It wasn't like we were looking at getting some fancy custom made interior designed drapes or window treatments either....window treatments..... don't you go to the doctor for treatments? Come to think of it, our windows did need a little help, and without the curtains the cold would penetrate leaving us chilled to the bone. Ok....I accept the term window treatment...now moving right along.....
We went to the dreaded hardware store for curtains. I know... soft furnishings is the hardware store - go figure! The selection may be seriously restricted, but the prices are within our means. I guess the marketing department of such stores has tried to appeal to the female buyer so there is less of a conflict about going to such hellish places for the male in the relationship. How ingenious - FUN THE WHOLE FAMILY (do you sense my sarcasm?).
We bought the hardware, you know the rod and hooks and stuff; found a nice style, but it was sold out - damn! The only store that had any left in stock was in downtown Vancouver, we couldn't be bothered driving in there. Instead, we got the same style, but in a different colour. we were a bit sceptical, the colour was quite bold- love those refund no questions asked policies.
Ashley put up the rod and hooks soon after we got home, so in no time at all, we were staring, for the first time in 15 months, at our newly "treated" windows. "What do you think?" asks Ashley. We had both been standing there staring at the curtains with postures that mirrored each others - one hand on chin in a cradling grasp, the other resting under the elbow as support.
"Bloody awful!" I abruptly concluded, after pondering the disaster in front of me. The curtain pattern dominated - no, it screamed...and very loudly.
Ashley wasn't as convinced. So we agreed to leave them on the windows for the night, hoping a goodnight sleep might help - if we could sleep through THAT noise. I think it was only an hour later before Ashely also agreed - too much. WHAT WERE WE THINKING? Perhaps we were in need of some sort of treatment...mmm, window treatment?
The next morning we drove all the way into downtown Vancouver to pick up the curtains we had originally liked - the ones that were sold out in the local store. Much better.....laziness does not pay.
Yet another thing crossed of the reno to-do list.
Previously we had simply strung up a burgandy coloured sheet. It was annoying, impractical, not to mention unattractive - but at least it offered some privacy.
It wasn't like we were looking at getting some fancy custom made interior designed drapes or window treatments either....window treatments..... don't you go to the doctor for treatments? Come to think of it, our windows did need a little help, and without the curtains the cold would penetrate leaving us chilled to the bone. Ok....I accept the term window treatment...now moving right along.....
We went to the dreaded hardware store for curtains. I know... soft furnishings is the hardware store - go figure! The selection may be seriously restricted, but the prices are within our means. I guess the marketing department of such stores has tried to appeal to the female buyer so there is less of a conflict about going to such hellish places for the male in the relationship. How ingenious - FUN THE WHOLE FAMILY (do you sense my sarcasm?).
We bought the hardware, you know the rod and hooks and stuff; found a nice style, but it was sold out - damn! The only store that had any left in stock was in downtown Vancouver, we couldn't be bothered driving in there. Instead, we got the same style, but in a different colour. we were a bit sceptical, the colour was quite bold- love those refund no questions asked policies.
Ashley put up the rod and hooks soon after we got home, so in no time at all, we were staring, for the first time in 15 months, at our newly "treated" windows. "What do you think?" asks Ashley. We had both been standing there staring at the curtains with postures that mirrored each others - one hand on chin in a cradling grasp, the other resting under the elbow as support.
"Bloody awful!" I abruptly concluded, after pondering the disaster in front of me. The curtain pattern dominated - no, it screamed...and very loudly.
Ashley wasn't as convinced. So we agreed to leave them on the windows for the night, hoping a goodnight sleep might help - if we could sleep through THAT noise. I think it was only an hour later before Ashely also agreed - too much. WHAT WERE WE THINKING? Perhaps we were in need of some sort of treatment...mmm, window treatment?
The next morning we drove all the way into downtown Vancouver to pick up the curtains we had originally liked - the ones that were sold out in the local store. Much better.....laziness does not pay.
Yet another thing crossed of the reno to-do list.
posted by strauss @ 10:25 AM
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I like your choice. I've got to put new ones up in the living room, and it's a chore finding something we like. So far the 29 year-old custom made ones are still hanging...sad things...BUT NOT FOR LONG!!!
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