Like I said, I have nothing exciting to write about anymore... but I'll write nonetheless... about a very difficult situation that I'm dealing with right now.
I have a lavender plant in my office.
Over the past week or so I've noticed that some tiny fruit flies have been flying around it, and dually annoying me in the process. They fly around my face and land on top of my head while I'm trying to do my work. Then I get itchy because I think they're on me.
I've been trying out a new thing called patience and acceptance, and I've decided that the flies and I can live harmoniously together.
This morning, before I had my coffee, I went into a fit of range and squished two of them. I even yelled, "So there, you little bastards." So much for harmony. After I scraped their little buggy bodies off the wall and window, I felt disappointed in myself for not giving them the chance to fly out the window first, or for possibly trying to capture them in a cup and bring them to the zoo.
To my dismay, there is a lone, third fruit fly, sadly flying around looking for his friends.
Ugh. Why did I have to grow a conscience after 2? If my murderous rage continued and I killed them all, at least this one wouldn't be so sad (and making me feel guilty).
I'm sitting here freezing my ass off with the window open waiting for him to fly out and find new friends... but I think he wants to go outside in this cold, damp weather just about as much as I do.
Moral dilemma... What do I do?
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3 comments:
It's never just one. You leave him, more friends come. Do the deed. And get some spray for the plant, while you're at it! Sadly, I lost a plant yesterday. I started with 5, down to 3 now (although one was a casualty of Awesimo trying to climb on it).
I say you adopt the little guy. You could get him his own little fly bed to sleep in at night, right at the base of your bed. I'm sure he's just flying around you because he wants to be loved.... OR, because he's a fly. Show him who's boss and finish him!
I think you should say GOODBYE to any guilt and DEEEESSSSTRRRROOOYYY the little bastards.
I mean, they don't really have fully developed brains...which means they won't have feelings, such as grief or loneliness. So neither should you!
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