It was a fine iron...
Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it. Even when it comes to irons.
My sewing space is small. I share a room with the computer, so I have my cutting table, my ever-growing stash, and my sewing cabinet in the room with the PC. Thus, when my ironing board is up, there isn't much room to maneuver. A couple of years ago, I had a little accident with my iron. I knocked it onto the rug. And just like a piece of buttered toast, it landed business side down. The rug melted onto the iron. Most of it came off the iron, but some never did and I had to pitch it.
I bought a newer, slightly more fancy iron (by fancy I mean that the cord rolls up inside it). Today, as I was sitting at the sewing machine, laying out my squares for the next step of the mystery quilt, my iron was heating up on the ironing board. My husband came in and jostled the ironing board. You guessed it - business side down again. Luckily, my husband didn't actually try to catch it as it fell, so at least my HUSBAND wasn't damaged! That would have REALLY put a damper on the proceedings! Anyway, once again, some rug melted onto the iron, but not as much. I don't think it had had time to get quite hot enough. My husband has taken custody of this iron to see if he can clean it off. Luckily we had our original 30-year-old iron with the Teflon ironing surface so I could carry on with the mystery quilt! What's inhaling a few chemicals in the name of quilting?!
The mystery quilt seems to be shaping up in a very interesting way...I can't wait for the next step! Hopefully my iron will be off the disabled list by then!