I got up and went to the far corner of the room just in time to see what looked like a lizard's tail disappearing into the bowl that was full of dried rose petals, and a pitcher was in the bowl as well.
Oh grosssss! I had to decide if I was going to go hunting or forget what I had seen.
I could not imagine working in this room knowing a lizard could run across my bare feet at any time!
So I armed myself with a big oversized fexible book (the better to smash him with) and put on shoes and also had tongs, believe it or not! I figured he would decide if I killed him or captured him with tongs to toss him outside. I also thought (I think I thought too much- I was overtired) I had better get my route to the outside door clear in case I did catch him because I'd be sprinting for the door with my eyes closed!

By the time I was prepared, I started poking among the dried rose buds after removing the pitcher- and he was not there!
OK. Now I would have to keep shoes on at least for the rest of my time up that day/eve/night, and hope he dried up over time.
I was careful in the room, which is a room I spend the most of my time in. 3 days went by. I stopped wearing shoes. I did not forget him- I just figured after 3 days he'd be dehydrated.
Then Wednesday I was answering the phone, which is over in that corner and something rustled behind the Thesarus on the bookcase!!!!
Oh Gawd- he was still alive and behind the Thesarus! Luckily my work on the magazine was done! I decided to not get too near the answering machine or phone - but to lean way over to check these every day. There was no way I could catch him amongst the books!
Thursday I bought new lamps and decided to move a piece of furniture. I got the piece turned and ready to slide behind the couch. I went over to that corner of the couch and reached around the arm to grab it to pull it forward into the room and grabbed a hold of that %^$#*&^ Lizzzard!!! He had been inmyhand!! (I can still feel him! )
I mean I yelled out! "EEEEP!" Then I yelled "What are the ODDS!" I knew what I meant. What were the odds that in a room 21 feet by 14 feet with an attached dining room too, that the dratted lizard would wind up right smack dab on the one place on my couch that I would grab to move it??&&&^%$!!!
BTW: I sit on that couch sometime every day!
I killed him! I smacked him- I cut his head off! And tossed him outside.
Little bugger!
I told you Diana and Susan not to read this!
