The boys had mini-blinds in their room at first. It didn’t take long before those cheap window coverings were worn ragged, however. Time spent kicking at them, tying up their toys, brutally forcing the slats apart to see outside, it all took its toll. When I couldn’t stand the sight any longer, they were replaced. Then again. A few times over. Until those cheap window coverings began to get a bit expensive.
Clearly they had to have something covering their window, but the blinds were obviously a poor choice. And so I bought a rod and blue curtains. I then settled in for the rest of our days not needing to worry about their window dressing any longer.
Until Buzz broke the rod. Pulled it down and snapped the thing in half. My determination, distraught and annoyed, was yet unwavering.
What else could I do but purchase another, only to have it be met with the same dastardly fate. I may have been determined, but Buzz seemed just as determined to undermine my attempts.
By this point, I didn’t want to deal with it anymore. It had become a ridiculous daily stress that I didn’t need. It’s just curtains. They’re not really that necessary.
Instead, I grabbed some nails and nailed those curtains in place once and for all.
Windows are a bizarre hiding spot for inspiration but I’m grabbing the metaphorical life lesson within: Determination is key. Do not throw your hands up in defeat, even if it seems like you’re running out of options. If all else fails, nail the damn thing down.