Maybe I’ve been living with bare windows for too long to readjust to a civilized life that includes curtains. I’ve had these curtains ready for years. That is not an exaggeration. Years.
And now that we’re finally at the point where I can hang them, I don’t care for them all that much. Oh, it’s not that I don’t like the curtains themselves – I do. After all, cutwork and crochet. Come on – who wouldn’t like them? It’s just that I think I want the streamlined Blinds Only look going on. I suppose that you could have judged better if I took a photo of the same window with and without curtains, but we’re past that point and I can’t spend all night taking these things down and putting them up again. So please observe the window over the sink compared to the windows by the table.
Arguments for the curtains:
- planned for many years to hang exactly these curtains
- homey in a bloodlessly cold kind of way (temporary)
- the red vintage pattern curtains will inject color
- can change look of kitchen by changing color palette with curtains
Arguments against curtains:
- one less dust collector
- not much room to move behind the table – looks bigger with just blinds
- curtains look worse in person blinds look better in person
- small room – can’t be all busy with ruffles and shit
UPDATE 8:20 pm – If you enlarge the picture, you can see through the rungs of the ladder that there is a tray of baklava and a sauce pot on the stovetop. The saucepot used to have sugar syrup in it but while I was posting the original entry, Sami came upstairs to yak with me and forgot that he had started heating the syrup so he could spoon more over the baklava.
Long story short: acrid smoke filling entire house.
Short story even shorter: curtain dilemma no longer my most pressing problem.