I sat down to sew on the bindings to those couple of place-mats I made up the other day. Firstly, I had to make the bias, so I cut up a whole piece of material and made heaps.
Next I was sewing the binding in place and multi-tasking at the same time. Thinking about what I had to do next, like, " start dinner." Anyway, I got to the last 1cm and realised I had to stretch the fabric a little. At the same time I remembered why I had those place-mats in the 'to do' box. These were going to be for practicing my quilting using rulers. (Light bulb moment!) I was also thinking, "why am I using this old machine". Answer: " I'm afraid something might happen to my new one again." (Oh dear)
Not having my full attention on the machining I put the needle straight through my finger. I haven't done that in a while!!! It was a fine needle and it shattered in the finger. I got the pliers straight away and pulled all the pieces out. Blood all over the place. That meant a trip to the Doctor so get an injection. Now, it could have happened a few minutes later when I was going to change the needle to a 'jeans needle'. One of those of a really thick variety, so I count myself lucky.
Moral, keep your mind on the job at hand.