There was a plan in place for this weekend. The need to improve the Crack Den Palace is upon me again, and I’m beyond bored with the industrial chic look of the white blinds with no curtains my windows have been sporting. I haven’t hemmed up the orange curtains yet (they of the hideous smell), but I had a plan in place. And it was a good plan. And now… ruined. I was going to hang up the curtain rods, hang the curtains, measure to see how much I needed to cut off the bottoms and hem accordingly. Viola, right? Umm, nope.
What went wrong? Rods, curse them, the rods!
In my lease agreement, there is a line banning curtain rods, and I figured that was meant for modern curtain rods that needed to be screwed into the wall and would leave huge gaping holes in the wall. My sister in law had just taken down a bunch of curtain rods from her and my brother’s house left from the previous owner that could be hung up with wire nails. Perfect, I think. I can hang up curtains with minimal damage to the walls. Swift thinking, right? Well…
I went to nail up the brackets yesterday and ran into a slight problem. See, my walls are thinkly plastered, being that this apartment is ancient, and I could have sworn that I would be able to hang a baby elephant from the wall if I so chose. This may be true of the interior walls, but not of the area above the windows. The nails sank in the wall like a knife through butter. Warm butter. Melted butter. Then they stopped sinking, because they hit the brick outer wall. So my brackets looked like this:
And pulled out of the wall when I set the rod on the bracket, leaving holes that look like this:
Building management is going to luuurve me.
So I have a few options. I could get shorter nails and try again, which will leave even more huge holes in the wall. I could not hang up curtains and deal with the eyesore that is my window treatments. Or I could tack up the curtains with thumbtacks. I think I’m going with the last option, just so I can have something better than white metal mini blinds to look at, and they won’t leave very big holes. Le sigh. I’m still frustrated. And what is a girl thwarted by curtain rods to do?
Knit a hat, naturally.
