My wife cuts food with her own sewing scissors. I never realized i was living with a crazy person until this point. (Ok maybe i kinda did)
As a seamstress: fukkin’ yikes.
If she only sews casually, that would make sense, though. But it still gives me the jibblies.
Yah it’s like once every few months or so to fix up a new outfit or something. It just happens to be close to where the upstairs TV is so she’ll grab them if she needs some while we’re eating while watching a show or something. Then they end up in the utensil drawer and I’m usually the one that finds them and furrows my brow a bit before putting them back by the sewing machine