A week or so ago, I was trying to thread a needle and it slipped out of my hands and dropped down to the carpet. I tried to catch it with my legs but was not successful. Side note: I realized instantly just how dumb that was and how much it would have hurt if I had been able to stop it from falling, but since I go barefoot everywhere in my home, it was imperative that I find this needle or have to wear shoes until it turned up. I searched the carpet under and around my desk by using a magnet, a flashlight and my hands, but it was nowhere to be found. I have been so careful where I have stepped since this happened!
Well today I found it, sticking straight up vertical in the carpet, in a place I have not only looked on multiple occasions, but have also put my feet.
So no drama tonight; the needle is back with its family, and my feet are safe and sound for another day.
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