And I Was All Happy, Too…

October 16, 2008

So, last week I finished my bedroom drapes!  They are gorgeous masha’allah, even if I do say so myself.  I lined them in blackout lining to help insulate the room and to help Mr. Foreverloyal sleep in on the weekends.

I went back and pressed and properly finished the first two panels I made so that it all looks professional.  The curtains are hung on pewter clip rings on a brushed nickel finish rod with an acrylic ball finial.  I love to get up in the morning and throw back the curtains.  They slide across the rod with a satisfying “SCHWING!”  Previously, I made sheers with a swirly design.

Now, I have never made curtains before, and these were ALOT of work.  The fabric came on a heavy-duty cardboard roll taller than I am.  To lay out and cut I had to first sweep the floor and make sure there were no oil spots or bits of jam that would stain the fabric. (I have kids, dontcha know).  Then I had to move the yardstick along, measuring out 106 inches.  I would then cut the fabric.  Then I would get my cutting mat and quilt ruler and make sure the edge was even.  Do the same to cut the lining. Then pin, sew, press.  Pin, sew, press. Repeat six times.

All this had to be done on hands and knees, so it was a bit uncomfortable.  I had to either place a folded prayer rug or a pillow under my knees to keep them from hurting. 

But it was all worth it.  I was done!  I had beautiful, custom curtains and saved us a ton of moolah. 

Then, the other morning, while enjoying the “SCHWING!” of throwing open the curtains, I beheld a most unwelcome sight:  A large rip in the middle of one of the sheers.  How did it happen?  Well, I have kids, dontcha know.  Kids that obviously must be banned from the master bedroom.  So now, with a heavy heart, I must go back to the fabric store with a gaggle of kids in tow.  I must lay out fabric.  I must measure. I must cut.  I must sew.  I must press.

Just when I thought I was done…