Alternate title: When blinds attack.
Our ghetto* blinds are usually up during most of the year.
However, when it got cold about a month ago, I went to draw them down (despite how crappy they look).
When I pulled the cord to release them, not only did the blinds go down, but the whole gosh darn thing fell off the wall and came crashing down, right on my wrist.
The stupid things actually drew blood. Like bandaids and antibiotic ointment for a couple days blood.
And, now, over a month later? I have a nasty looking scar. On my wrist.
Good thing I never perused that bracelet modeling career…and here I thought I would have been a shoe-in.
*Did I tell you I got in trouble for saying the word ghetto? So, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto. Boo-ya!