These are not the best scissors in the house. They aren’t the newest or the sharpest, either.
They are, however, the only pair of full size, non child, non fancy-blade, scissors I could find in the house today. And I know we own a ton of scissors.
Determined to have a pair of scissors I can find when I need them and not have to climb under the couch or look behind everything on the art desk or wind up using a tiny sized pair just to cut something, I labeled them and hung them, not quite out of reach of little hands, just above my sewing room counter.
Next step is a chain, a la bank pens.
Haha, this made me laugh, so true! My scissors are among my most closely guarded possessions. Don’t mess with my scissors, people!