I’m sitting at my desk this morning, trying to figure out what I did yesterday after work to decompress, and my thoughts are so full of Rachel, Trent, Ivy, Grace, Wallace, and Jason that I can hardly remember. Oh yeah. I knitted a dragon head before bed. But before that, between the copy edit and dinner, I know I did SOMETHING! Wait . . . wait. There it is. I picked out a sink. Phew! Sane for another day. (laugh) Now I can go back to my imaginary friends.
The turtle is still in the pond, so I need a name. I’m leaning toward Roadkill, but Guy wants to name him after the road he found him on. What do you think? Best turtle name wins.