Drapery

There is little that feels better than finishing a project. As an Aries, I find that I need to start and finish a project in one go. I’ve accomplished that today with my drapery. You might be thinking “Curtains? That’s child’s play!” but I disagree. I finished my curtains at 10:59pm today and immediately came to visit here to show my textile treasure. I made them by eye, It took me about six hours total not including the hour in Michael’s rebelling. With patterned fabric, the challenge is in the layout. I wanted my two curtains to look like one piece when closed. Well I did not achieve that because as it turns out I really didn’t leave any wiggle room when I measured how long they would need to be. They are very close to being the same length, and I am proud to report that at the top (where most people will look for inspection) they look completely identical. As it turns out, I need to buy a new curtain rod. I expect the one currently supporting my new achievement is roughly fifty years old and has worked very hard over the years.

Alright, here.

Do you now understand the feeling this fabric invokes? What twenty-eight year old in her right mind would buy this fabric pattern. I am happy to say that recently, I have not been in my right mind so I forgive myself for this decision.

I lined the back of the curtains with a beautiful off-white muslin cloth. It feels very nice to have lined my achievement. Now when the birds outside of my new room (previously my father’s) are looking into my windows, they won’t feel intimidated by one of the most narcissistic birds in the world. Other narcissistic birds include Ostrich, Swan, and the American Loon. I shouldn’t have to explain myself, the statement is truly self explanatory. Tomorrow I return after my hiatus from my life as a changed woman. Because of the curtains, but also because of everything else too. Yesterday my dad had me sign six “leases”. He is writing down fake names, phone numbers, addresses and rental agreements. He would sign on the X, and then draw a second X shortly before handing the clipboard to me. He hasn’t gotten out of bed in ten days. I would like him to be able to again soon. The doctors are saying that the delirium may be temporary, so I am saying that it is. On top of the cancer, my dad has a powerful bacterial infection in his circulatory system which as it turns out was the disguised culprit to the accident and my now seven apartments (six fake but one is still real) with leases in my name.

The curtains help but they still do not make the room feel like mine. If anything the copious scraps of fabric splayed on the floor is the most familiar thing about the whole process. I am going to post his bedroom furniture for sale tonight before bed or tomorrow so I can bring my own things over. At my old apartment, I have a rug waiting. I ordered it for the living room there but I guess I will use it for my bedroom or another room here. Izzy has offered to come on Saturday to help me go through more papers in the office. I will accept her help but what I really need is to find a home for the four exercise bicycles I have found in different parts of the house. I am also going to cancel and rejoin a gym closer to my new responsibilities. Until very recently, I was on a sports team in the city but now the commute is too much so I am thinking of trying to find an intramural team here. Either way, this new gym comes with access to all of it’s classes and is cheaper than the one I currently use which is always crowded and people look at me when I breathe heavy. I am sorry it weirds you out, turns you on, or both. I am trying to move my body just like everyone else. I have a great mile time, but I smoked for a long time (started way too young) so my lungs are horrible. That is embarrassing for me to admit but I know that all of y’all love vaping. At least the lungs are regenerative.

Anyway, I look forward to chatting tomorrow.