Acontecimiento con el lagarto

So, I had my two tests yesterday, and as far as I know, they went well, but we shall see...Now, to finish preparing for my presentation on Friday, followed shortly by another test...then it should be a little bit more relaxed on the academic front...

I went to the candy shop yesterday and bought candy...mostly black licorice, since I figured that was about the same everywhere...I also got some dried fruit...I consumed all of my purchases within about half an hour...but hey, it only added up to 1€, so not bad, right? I will have to shop there again, but not too often...

So, interesting story, and reason for the title of my post...
So last night Salud and I are just chillin in the living room, knitting away and watching the tv show La Señora, based off a book written about the Spanish civil war...I love the costumes and decorations! But yes, so we're watching away, and Salud goes over into the bathroom...seconds later Karla and I hear screams coming from the bathroom, after which point Salud comes running out and scrambles over to the kitchen...She comes back with what I can only imagine must be bug-killer spray...Karla and I try and ask her what it is...I hear something about feet (perhaps "paws" but that only dawned on me later), so thinking it was something with a lot of feet, I assumed "centipede"...meanwhile she is spraying that can of poison like it's her job...I said, hey, this is what I usually do (still thinking it's a large bug), and went and got a flipflop (a wonderful trick I learned as a camp counselor back in the day) So Salud is like, ok, it's back in the corner, I'll let you get it...She gingerly picks up the bathmat and throws it in the shower (while spraying bugkiller, of course)...nothing...she moves the shelf unit that we store all our toiletries on, while spraying bugkiller, of course...this time a small lizard appears! So I scream...then I have to explain why I will not kill it with my flipflop: "¡No es lo que pensé!" I shout...("It's not what I thought!") The grammar may not have been 100% correct on that; I may have chosen the wrong past tense...oh well, I think I got my message across...So I'm screaming, she's spraying lizard-killer spray, and Karla is wondering what it is...So I hop back over to our room, saying "it's not a centipede; it's a lizard!!"...at which point I decided that I needed a picture...so I grab my camera and head back over to the bathroom, only to find that the lizard has seized the opportunity to try and hide...as I spot it, it runs and hides behind the bidet...By this point, Karla also has her camera, and Salud has a broom...We explain that we want pictures; I think she thinks we're crazy, but she humors us anyway...Unfortunately, the lizard is a good hider, so Salud pokes around with the broom some more to no avail, and then opts for more lizard spray...We all take a break, get some fresh air, and wait, hoping the lizard spray will do its thing...Later, Salud goes back to the bathroom, asks us if we want to get our pictures taken, warns us to not move too suddenly (pictures were taken successfully), and then whacks it with a broom a couple of times, I believe saying "Qué asco" several times in the process, and then sweeps the scene...The end...

If you look carefully at the picture, you will notice the very small thing on the floor next to the metal circle thingy...that would be the lizard, shortly before its death...