on, well, more curtains...

So, apparently I don't have much else to write about except for my recent love affair with curtains. (Seriously, I keep asking myself how I possibly survived for so long in this duplex without curtains. Where have I been? Living in a curtainless nightmare, is where.) Anyway, for those of you who don't really care about curtains, please enjoy the above photo and notice the fact that one of our chair cushions is on top of the table, which I only noticed after uploading the photo and was too lazy to change.

Judge me? Why not.

In any case, these curtains are my hero. Or maybe I'm my own hero for actually hanging them by myself without disfiguring the wall in the process. For the record, I don't do well with do-it-yourself projects. I always over-think everything. And I'm kind of a wimp. And I freak out easily. Here is pretty much how I handle things like this:

1. Stand in curtain section of World Market for full twenty minutes.
2. Wander away from curtain section, to avoid looking obsessive.
3. Pretend to look at candles, but really continue obsessing about curtains.
4. Curse self for being such a non-decision-maker.
5. Finally make decision, finally pay, finally drive home.
6. Take curtains and curtain rods out of packages and admire them.
7. Stare at window.
8. Stare at curtains.
9. Stare at curtain rods.
10. Feel confused.
11. Get Jay's tool kit; decide on hammer, screwdriver and some other bits and bobbins.
12. Try about seventeen different ways to get plastic wall anchor into wall.
13. Google "how to use an effing wall anchor without killing yourself".
14. Text mom and ask why dad can't live in our closet in order to be available for these sorts of projects.
15. Feel sweaty; make a margarita.
16. Manage to get first wall anchor in; borderline scream with joy.

And that's kind of how it went for the next hour. It took me far longer than necessary to get the entire project done, but afterwards? I felt like I wanted to call everyone I knew and tell them how I just hung curtains all by myself and that they should probably buy me a drink or at least a cookie.

I couldn't stop staring after them, once I was finished. I feel like they complete the room just perfectly! Here is the final result (much to my complete and utter joy):

(I swear, the duplex is not a colorless void, as it looks in this photo. I blame the lighting.)

So, yeah. That's my story. Anyone want to come help me hang shelves when I finally get some for my crafting nook? I'll make you a margarita. Because I have a feeling we'll both need one.