Oh Dear GOD What Did I Just Sit On

I am the type of person that is constantly rushing, moving and not always paying attention to my surroundings. It is a very bad habit that has caused me to step on puppies, run into 'short people' (aka toddlers), literally run into walls and a lot of other preventable accidents. Saturday afternoon was no different; actually it was a little different. Oh wait, who am I kidding, Saturday was A LOT different!

Saturday I was wrapping up orders from my Sassy Bratz business. I had ribbon, product, fluff, scissors, packing tape and plastic strewn out across the living room. As I work on wrapping orders, I have a tendency to move around from my favorite fluffy chair to the floor to the chair and back to the floor. I was in a rush because like everyday, I had a lot to get done so I was wanting to wrap this order up fast.

Below is my story of how this Saturday afternoon was different than all the rest. If you get squeamish you may want to cover your eyes and peak while you read the rest. (I know that does not make sense but it's what I do when I have to read or see something that gives me the heebie jeebies..it actually helps)

• The picture on the left is a normal pair of kid scissors. I use these scissors to cut my packing tape. Often times when I am done with my scissors I simply toss them to the side and go to the next step in my project. 
• The picture on the right is how my scissors landed after I tossed them. Oh yes, the story is about to get good!

After I tossed the pair of scissors onto my favorite fluffy chair, I sat on the ground to continue to wrap my products. Minutes later I was ready to cut more tape, so I plopped back onto the chair. (Yes, I PLOP, I don't sit, I actually jump up and PLOP) After I plop onto the chair I hear a POP and then out of nowhere I feel the pain. Oh my GOD, the pain! What just happened? I yell, I hop up, grab my butt cheek and I scream! My husband says, 'What is wrong?'. I yell as I am crying (yes, this was a crying offense), 'I SAT ON MY SCISSORS! OH MY GOD, I SAT ON MY SCISSORS! I'M BLEEDING! OH MY GOD, IT HURTS!'. 

Being a good husband, he ran over and freaked me out just a little bit more. He gave me clear instructions on what I needed to do while he went to grab a towel so I could use it to put pressure on my butt cheek to stop ALL THE BLOOD! 

Thankfully, my husband is awesome at tending to wounds. He made sure the blood stopped, put up with my crying , and bandaged me up. Through my tears, I made sure he took the time to snap a picture so I could see the wound and so I could share with the world the importance of being safe with your scissors.

Now it's your turn, what clumsy and unavoidable accident has happened to you?

Written by: Aimee Fauci