Like...how could you. These curtains are so beautiful! I love them. I especially love walking down my stairs and seeing them bit by bit as I reach the bottom. They frame my silhouette plates so perfectly too. I love how they are a bit of Mt. Vernon meets Miami. I can be historical and modern at the same time. I may have fell off my rocker but nothing makes me happier than a pretty house. They just fit so well. I can't wait to finish this room, hell, all the rooms. There is something about the light in this room (my sewing room faces the same way but upstairs) that really tunes me in. It is a really great location for a dining room. I can't wait to cook big meals for family and friends here. Double check that with my new kitchen. I am cooking up a storm, like no body's business, as if there is no tomorrow and any other appropriate saying. I have counter space and I can find stuff. If cooking was the solution to an algebraic equation, the two unknowns would be: counter space and the ability to find tools. It is amazing the silly, good mood nice curtains can put you in. Please feel free to use this as justification for all future curtain-related purchases to your husband. I will spell it out into husband speak: pretty curtains=good mood at the same rate that chocolate=good mood. Now, if you will please excuse me, I have 2 more windows in my dining room that are naked.
P.s. Just in case you need promting, curtain-related is a very BROAD term. Go with it.