The Curtain Incident

The Curtin Incident

Putting up new curtains in the living room. The old ones had been up long before we bought the house. We had bought it from my husband’s mother when she moved to a senior’s home. She left most of the furniture and stuff, she wanted to have a new place, no clutter. In other words, she left all the clutter.

The hard part was my husband was used to all that stuff, and reluctant to change anything. The first thing I wanted to update was the rug in the living room. It had seen better days, better days long ago, truth be told… but John was sure it was still perfect because it had been there since he was a child… We finally did get a new one, however it involved tomato sauce, spilled and spattered everywhere by our then, three-year-old… I couldn’t figure out how to spill spaghetti sauce on a curtain, so I had to put my foot down, or be sneaky… I chose the latter.

Unfortunately, the curtains I chose were different enough that they needed different kinds of curtain rods. I had no trouble finding them, but was determined to have the curtains up in place before John got home from work, so I had to do it myself… alone…

Apparently, you are supposed to use screws when you put the hardware up. Who knew? My first nail went through the window frame, into the wall, and a piece of the frame broke off and landed on the floor! Oops…

That was the day John and I had a serious discussion over keeping everything old because he’d grown up with it. Then, he fixed the window frame, and I stopped being sneaky. The marriage has lasted for over fifty years now! Life is good.