Apparently we have a new tenant in our apartment:
I personally took this as a sign that I was forgiven for my horrible accidental killing of the skink (lizard) on Sunday afternoon. If you haven’t heard the story already, here goes again: Basically, I accidentally scared a lizard into jumping off a bridge into oncoming traffic where he was prompty hit by a car and died. I lightly cried at the chain of events I had caused. It did not help that someone kept going, “Poor little creature. I bet he was just trying to get home to his lizard wife and little lizard kids, returning from a hunting trip to bring them food on the table and you had to scare him into his death…”
Okay, lots to do today. Step away from the computer and the Battlestar Galactica. Go be productive.