These blinds came with the house. We hate each other, these blinds and me. Tonight as I begged and pleaded with them to cooperate, I realised our perfectly-shoveled-across-the-street neighbors probably think I am trying to send them some kind of distress signal every evening at about 5:30. Up and [almost] down go the blinds. Up…and almost down… If this was torture, I would rather be drawn and quartered…

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I'm Camille. I have a butt-chin. I live in Canada. I was born in Arizona. I like Diet Dr. Pepper. Hello. You can find me on Twitter @archiveslives, Facebook at facebook.com/archivesofourlives, instagram at ArchivesLives, and elsewhere.
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4 Responses to #@!**%#!@

  1. Anonymous says:

    WHAT A TRIAL!!! i too have tempermental blinds I feel your pain!

  2. Loralee Choate says:

    Window treatments and I are never, ever friends.


  3. Lindsey Burnham says:

    I am so sorry…. I thought we got that all worked out when I was up there…

  4. Allison says:

    Vertical blinds are the way to go. They are much more manageable. Although they may look a little silly sometimes. They can save you hours of frustration!

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