Saturday, October 10, 2015

Follow-up: Lizard Edition

In all the hubbub of moving and general life shenanigans, I failed to disclose a piece of sad news to you guys.

Remember Eldon, the Cookie Eating Lizard?

Seen here, eating a cookie.
It grieves me to report that Eldon did not survive the move to the new place.

He met his demise in the freight elevator of my apartment complex. Precocious Daughter was holding him, and he slipped out of her hand and broke into many tiny blue lizard-pieces.

She was devastated.

And for a moment - just a moment - so was I.

And then I realized, maybe Eldon was just a symbol of the parts of my old life that don't belong in my new life. And even if that's a stretch, he was just a thing. A wonderful little thing that I enjoyed for many years but is now shattered beyond repair.

Like my marriage.

When reached for comment, Keanu said, "WHOA."
So Eldon will not find a place of honor in my new home. And that's OK. Because right now I'm wondering if we're ever going to get everything unpacked and put away, and I don't have a lot of time to worry about where to put a fragile cowboy lizard figurine.

As always, it's all about priorities.

RIP, Eldon. Thanks for helping me let go.


  1. I tried to dump my past a ciouple different times.

    It's good, really. You can come back around and remember those things a few years down the line with fresh eyes and some nostalgia.

    Or that's how it works for me.

    A lot of what applies to me doesn't apply to anyone else.

  2. Hail and farewell Eldon. We hardly knew ye. At least you still have the ottoman.
    Admittedly acquiring the ottoman was something you did recently, but it's heavy and solid and will serve to ground you.
    Also Eldon wasn't going to give up that cookie. You need to share your space with someone who'll share.

  3. i'm so sorry for your loss.


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