Monday, August 06, 2007

A peek inside the catacombs

She climbs to the top of the stepladder to drill the holes into which she will screw the final curtain rod mount.

Damn, holding this drill at eye level on a ladder is awkward! Aha...done. Screw in the last mount, and you can finally hang the frickin' things. I can't believe you're hanging curtains in August that you made in February!!!

Movement at the front window caught her eye. A hummingbird was querying the feeder, empty for months, for a sip of nectar. She brightens at the sight. The feeder had been given up long ago as hung too far from the edge of the porch to attract any of the delightful little birds. She watched the tiny creature try for a few more seconds before it flitted away.

I need to refill it! Quick, do it now before you forget!

She climbs down the ladder and walks out the front door to retrieve the feeder.

Crap - I forgot how high this thing is. Oh, and I had to jerry-rig it by tying yarn through the loop on the top to the chain extended from the ceiling of the porch. I don't want to bring the ladder out here...let me just cut this yarn with the shears that are next to the orchid next to the front door inside.

With a quick snip, she frees the feeder and carries it inside to the sink and opens it for a refill.

How much sugar do I use? I'd better go Google that.

She walks to her laptop, then realizes how distracted she has become. Is it any wonder it's taken her this long to hang those damn curtains?

Right. Back to the task at hand.

She remounts the step ladder and reaches for the screwdriver to finish screwing in the mount. It's not there.

OK...I must have carried it out to the feeder. Whee, isn't this fun? The twit on the ladder goes up and down, up and down....

She retraces her steeps between the porch, the sink, and the ladder. No trace of the screwdriver, and she's now a half hour further into the task than she'd have liked. Managing to avoid giving up in disgust, she resorts to using the heavy cordless drill to finish installling the mount screws.

She hangs the curtains, and is quite pleased with herself at the result. These are the first items she's ever sewn.

Many hours later when she checks her email before bed, she discovers the elusive screwdriver next to her laptop. She shakes her head, bemused at the fact that she manages to get anything done.


Anonymous said...

"...I can't believe you're hanging curtains in August that you made in February!!!..."

These months were both in the same year, Right?
That's good enough.

"...She shakes her head, bemused at the fact that she manages to get anything done...."

You can still shake your head? You are one of the lucky ones.

Anonymous said...

well done valence

Slave to the dogs said...

Rhet, I wish you were my project manager at work. And thanks, I'm pretty pleased with the valance too.

Anonymous said...


Valence - the relative combining capacity of an atom or group compared with that of the standard hydrogen atom. The chloride ion, Cl–, with a valence of one, has the capacity to unite with one atom of hydrogen or its equivalent, as in HCl or NaCl.

Valance - What you made.

Slave to the dogs said...

Rhet - not just valence but covalence too! I figured you weren't talking chemistry. :)

Anonymous said...

I love it when you talk Chem-Porn

justacoolcat said...

Nice curtains and that screwdriver you found could be mine.

I never know where that thing went.

mur said...

Very nice, now could you do some for me with thick backing because this light in the carpark at night is shining through the thin ones we have, maybe dark blue?..thanks :)

Slave to the dogs said...

Rhet - there's no porn without chemistry!

Cat - sorry, finders keepers!

Mur - you need blackout curtains. Pick out a pattern and I'll have them on their way in...judging by the timeframe I got these done...about a year and a half.

BeckEye said...

You should make a cherry valance.

Slave to the dogs said...

Beckeye - it took a second for that one to register. LOVED The Outsiders!!!! Just may have to take you up on that.

mur said...

Well, I'm in the right city for blackout curtains, I wonder if they have a ww2 surplus store around London?...I'm certain that's where the cafe I went to the other day got their tea from.