I know that some of you will find this highly amusing. Yet, I'm gonna write it, anyway.
I hate bugs. Flying Bugs. Crawling bugs. Fast bugs. Slow bugs. Bugs with wings. Bugs with many legs. Bugs that sting. Bugs that bite. Bugs that make noise. Bugs with hard shells. Bugs with big fat bodies. Truly. I hate all bugs.
When I was a child, I played with grasshoppers and laid in the grass for hours (where there are all kinds of bugs). Didn't kill ants...was actually fascinated by them, though not to the extent of wanting to keep an ant farm. Now, not so much. The being kind thing. I squash them all as if my very life depends on it.
And, I know. We are all God's creatures. We all have our place in this world. But, know what? Let the bugs have their place far away from me! Please!
And, yeah. I live in the country. Gotta tell ya, that is the one big thing I really have a difficult time with out here. More bugs. Course, when I lived in the apartment building in the city, our landlord had an exterminator come once a month. So. We actually didn't have that many bugs. Mosquitoes and flies, but not many spiders or other icky things. Except, when a new tenant brought roaches in with her. ugh. Makes me want to puke just thinking about it. The exterminator guy came and sprayed every apartment. So, we did get rid of them (and that tenant). And, my sister, Julie...bless her heart, would come and kill bugs for me. Now, not only do I have to kill them myself...I also have to pick them up and flush them. Or something. Gives me the willies. For sure.
Blood and guts do not bother me. Just bugs. I know...they're so small and I am so much bigger than they are. But, that just doesn't matter. And, much as I try not to freak, it is just an involuntary thing...I scream like a girl!
ohyeah...I am a girl!
Just wanted to share.
