I had a little bit of the day left to finish this bag.... which was cut out about ten weeks ago. It was top of the pile of UFO's on the cutting table.
...With all that rummaging through half-made bag bits on the cutting table I FOUND MY SCISSORS!!!! For the last month or so I've whinged about losing them to anyone who'll listen. I thought I'd lost them in a classroom (which means "goodbye scissors").
I have OTHER scissors, but these are special. The greyish ones are what I call my "green scissors". That's what they were when I was a teenager and they were my fabric scissors. A few months into my Fashion degree (and a few too many experimental design classes where I was cutting rubber, wire, cardboard and paper) they were converted to "paper scissors", and that's what they've been for the last 21 years. They've traveled the world with me and I'm ridiculously sentimental about them. They're also fantastic paper scissors.
The red ones are the pair I bought last year to replace the other scissors that I'd ALSO had in college and taken with me overeas. I left those ones in a classroom.