THEN, after sewing the final panel, discovered that I had sewn the back piece inside out. AGH. I enlisted my mother to tear it all out while on a car ride to Portland. I just couldn't do it.
This project has been wrought with disaster from the beginning.
BUT, alas, they are finally done, and they don't look half bad.

YES. I asked dear husband (who shares this office with me) what he thought about the fabric before I started, and he just shrugged and said "Well, at least they are brown."
YES. He informed me that they were a little girly, AFTER they were done and hanging. WHAT?!?! You agreed! Sorry Charlie!
I think they bridge the gap of man/woman shared office space quite nicely. What do you think?
What did he think I was going to put in there...Motocross curtains? SHEESH.
haha- too funny. I love the curtains- and I TOTALLY hear you on the unbearable thought of ripping something out that you've slaved over f-o-r-e-v-e-r! :) Way to go finishing them up.
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