It Took Three Weeks and FOURTEEN Holes in The Wall To Install One Set Of Venetian Blinds. Pavestone Walkway? Not Bloody Likely.

I don't even know what Pavestone is, but if it involves the phrase "easy to assemble" then I don't want anything to do with it. You hear me? ANYTHING!!

*breathe*

I scoffed at my mother when she told me what a pain in the ass it is to install blinds. I figured, "oh, silly mom! Another one of her silly mom silly, silly things". At this point I likely rolled my eyes. How hard can it be to install blinds? I even have a power drill! Zzzzt zzzt, I'll be in and out of there in 10 minutes, tops.

What?

In reality, it took over a month, a series of tantrums, multiple trips to Lowes (what lying asshats they can be to customers asking questions late on an Easter Sunday afternoon. The nerve!), various chunks of drywall to the cornea plus an additional set (or three) of hands, but the blinds are up!! They are up, they are functional (i.e.: for the first time in four months, I did not wake to the tender glowing blaze of the sun smashing through the horizon), and not to toot my own horn but they look purty darn good. You know, compared to a nekkid window.

Oh and if they decide to fall down when I tug on the little adjuster string then they're just going to stay there. Forever.

Easy to assemble my Aunt Susan.

Spackeling. Again.

Aaaah... done!

Only three more sets to go!