In the process of trying on my newly sewn pants with its generic trial waistband, I went into the closet to get the portable full-length mirror. Something grabbed the waistband on the way out. It was the groove/hole for the latch on the doorframe. Oh, no, I thought, and checked the pants and nope, no hole and no pulled threads nor snags. Whew! However....
....one of the straight pins holding the band on had gone AWOL. I made a quick check of the area and no pin in sight. I checked on hands and knees next, using my super light, running my hand through the carpet fibers---and still no pin. Since it's a low pile it would be easy to spot.
Then I spotted the white pin head about three feet away, but that's all it was---the pin was not attached! I continued to check carpet in all areas I thought the pin could possibly go; I checked my person; I checked my newly sewn pants. The pin was definitely hiding quite well from me.
By now I've checked the carpet a few times. I have four choices:
1) continue looking
2) try vacuuming and hopefully---and maybe falsely---expecting it to be picked up
3) execute the most trustworthy of operations to find a missing sharp object: going barefoot
4) quit looking and hope for the best
I must continue to look for the pin as I don't want my hubby's foot to find it. After all, it's not his fault---nor mine either---but I am responsible for the event which led up to this.
Once more I go over the carpet, expanding the area to be covered slightly. Nope, no luck. This was exasperating me. Where else could the pin be? Well, it could be anywhere. I have the lower rod for my blouses so decided to check them. I would grab 2 or 3, shake them, then check the carpet. When I was almost half-way through....there it was!! There was the pin, no longer AWOL. Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.
A lot of luck had been in play since the pin had given way and not done any damage to my yet unfinished pants. I breathed a sigh of relief...well, more than one.
And that is how I spent Friday morning.