I threw out the dirty curtains from my childhood room on Sunday. It’s very rare that I’m home during daylight but when I am, I notice how dusty everything is and end up cleaning.
As I was shoving the curtains into a couple trash bags, Daddy asked, “What, are you cleaning them?”
“No, I’m throwing them away,” I replied tersely. I was on a warpath.
“You know, they can be washed…”
“Daddy, they’re 30 years old.”
That actually shut him up. I mean, I don’t know for sure what normal people do, but I think they redecorate like once a decade? Curtains aren’t family heirlooms, right?