When I got married the first house we moved into was a rented house in a cul-de-sac in Coventry. There was one thing I really disliked in that house, and I do mean -really disliked! Imagine if you can, and I will be really impressed if you can, shiny pink silky curtains reminiscent of a puffy ballgown straight out of the 80s. That is what the owner had hung in the master bedroom, and my plan was to definitely get rid of them ASAP. Days turned into weeks, that turned into months, and as long as we lived in that house those curtains never changed. It wasn’t that I suddenly liked them more, and maybe it was lazy, but I never got round to doing anything about them.
A few weeks ago I wrote about the plumbing victory I had recently with the sticky flush, and this weekend I fixed another house thing that could have easily become another pink curtain thing in our lives.
The things that we do not so much like, even find irritating at times, and vow to do something about but get scarily used to them just being there. How many of those things do I keep on ignoring or work around. And in my most philosophical ponderings of the week, what are the pink curtains in my attitudes and personality traits that could do with a replacement or a little adjustment. Something for us all to ponder!
You’ll be happy to know that I do not have any picture evidence of the gloriously ugly curtains. I will leave you with a picture of a ballgown though that will spark your imagination as to why these curtains have made such a lasting impression on me.