In totally unrelated news, I came home last night to find what appeared to be a small turquoise egg on my landing. I was totally perplexed as to what it actually was or how it got there, as I’m on the top floor and there’s only one other apartment in the building. It was so brightly colored I first thought it must be foil wrapped chocolate… an Easter joke from the downstairs neighbors? Were they throwing them and one somehow made it up the stairs? A bit of a closer look revealed that it wasn’t reflective like foil, but it did have a sheen. I wondered whether it was plastic. Hands full and confused, I shoved at it with my toe. It broke, and a tiny yolk spilled out onto the floor. I said “oh nooo!” out loud, brushed the egg and shell off of the toe of my shoe onto the rug, and went inside. So sad! How did it get there? WTF?! It was so pretty. It was a good ten minutes before I could bring myself to go clean it up. Sigh.