window treatment from Hell

Occasionally I take a step. A bold, visionary step. Occasionally the boot that takes that step lands in dogshit. For instance:

A beautiful fabric, non? Well yes. Unless you have to sew with it. Like, eight yards of it. Making perfectly rectangular window panels. Please Lord. It’s thick. It’s slippery. It has a grain like the wily Chinese dragon embellished on its surface – wiggling and taunting and breathing fire at me.

Not quite as bad – at least, not slippery and thick. Slippery and wafer-thin! Yay! Well, it’s not sheer. At least.

I am praying to my gods. At least, begging the Fuck-Up Fairy not to visit. I will keep you posted.

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