First off it’s very important that you know I had a really good post planned for you today. An excellent post. Kind of life changing really, both for you and for me and the woman I accosted in the health food store. More on that later.
But I do not have that post for you today. I am truly sorry.
Instead, I have a picture of my blinds. My cell shades.
Here’s what happened. I was on the phone to Betty, walking through the house pulling down all the shades to keep my house cooler . I did this just prior to starting work on today’s post. Which is now not today’s post.
I don’t mind pulling down these shades in the day because light still gets through them so I don’t feel like I’m in a tomb when I do pull them down.
I grabbed this particular shade, on this particular window, on this particular day and the entire thing fell apart in my hands. I immediately hung up the phone with my mother and stood, stunned.
I’d been blindsided.
Holy shit. Now what? These blinds are discontinued, they cost a fortune and they all match. I love these blinds.
I probably stood, staring at the rumpled mess of blind in my hand for about 39 seconds before I lept into action.
I was gonna fix this blind.
If you wanna know the truth I was kind of excited about it. There’s some bizarro gene inside of me that gets all fired up when something breaks and needs to be fixed. It’s especially satisfying when I have absolutely NO idea how to actually fix it.
In Psychiatric textbooks, this condition is scientifically referred to as “mental”. I … am mental.
So I went about completely disassembling this blind and another matching blind to find out how the whole thing was supposed to go back together. The pully had broken and the strings that cause the blind to go up and down had come apart.
Upon first glance putting it back together seemed easy. Just take this apart, twirl this over here, bring it back, turn it upside down, pass it back through that other twirly thing, attach it to the piece of fishing line, double it up … wait. No. Don’t double it up. Crap. I was supposed to pull this first and tighten this. And that thing there is upside down now. There. I’ve got it. No I don’t.
This went on for several hours and there is nothing, NOTHING that could have dragged me away from this project until it was finished. I did have to stop for some electrolytes and a valium, but then I was right back at it.
I fixed my blind.
I didn’t write a post.
You will have your post tomorrow. Barring some kind of malfunction with my milk jug.
Tomorrow’s post? How to make yogourt from scratch.