Is apparently more exciting than anticipated…
So tonight was going well enough, made some yummy wings and sweet potato fries for supper. Studied infectious diseases, had some snacks, listened to a nice Songza playlist. All was well.
Until Chelsea sings out to me calmly from the bathroom: “Sarah, can you come here for a second?”
I asked if it was a big one, expecting a spider.
But oh no.
It was a flipping scorpion.
In our bathroom.
There was much screaming and jumping on it, but it died a very rapid death.
We identified it as a wood scorpion. Because we can identify insects now. And reassured ourself that while it would hurt a lot of it stung us, at least it wouldn’t kill us. I dislike knowing how to identify these things, and I dislike even more prioritizing the toxicity.
Time to come home now.