I guard my scissors like crazy. It became a family joke so my christmas stocking was stuffed with all kinds of scissors. You would think we can keep track of them...not so much. There is four of us in the house and I have grown a pair of eyes on the back of my head and still I find my scissors in the weirdest places (when I do not need them). I am seriously contemplating one of those baby locks with alarm for my sewing drawer.