My sun porch is one step closer to modernization. The window installers swapped out the last of the original drafty wooden versions, which opened and closed via an inset chain, for the updated energy efficient versions which work with ease.
The new windows naturally bring with them some other responsibilities, such as swapping out the old window treatments for newer ones. No woman on the planet allows a new set of windows to go without a makeover for the interior dressings. It simply isn’t in our code of womanly ethics.
Fortunately I had the perfect ones for the job. A major purchase my mother made at a now-defunct department store became lost during some housekeeping, and were forgotten. I managed to find them as I was cleaning late last summer; they had fallen behind a cabinet and disappeared into a corner behind the draperies (which could also use an upgrade, since they operate on a pulley system). I waited for the entire window installation to be completed before the new treatments were put in.
I can confidently say that the last time I had to use an iron and ironing board was during our last Republican administration. Nobody seems to need irons anymore. I needed one because these curtains were from the early 90s and had creases at least that old which had set in. Fortunately I had those and a can of sizing (which is apparently different from spray starch, the use of which has nearly completely passed into history). I spent over an hour pressing out those creases, then another half hour putting them onto the rods and installing them.
It was worth the effort; the new treatments are sunnier and brighter.
The next step is getting new window shades, which need new hardware installed, because somebody in their marketing wisdom decided to make the original design obsolete.
After that, repainting (possibly), followed by shifting furniture around and turning the area into office space for me to assume my secret identity of blogger and hopeful novelist (when I don’t have my work computer set up during the weekday hours).
When I’m finished, I should have something which will resemble a Zoom meeting background. Except my features won’t pixelate and there is no marvelous vista behind me; just a huge tree. I look forward to seeing the finished product and actually living inside it. It’s a small goal, but one which will be a joy to accomplish. At least I have curtains.
Now, about those drapes. . . .
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