So in the past three days, I've killed 15 ladybugs in my room. The recent odd twist in "The Saga of the Hostile Invasion of the Coccinellidae, or Lady Bug" is that despite my rather severe (crippling, really) fear of spiders, a small spider (who has taken up occupancy in the far bottom corner of my room) and I have called a rather bizarre truce. He stays in his corner in plain sight where I can see him, and I allow him to live. I also herd ladybugs in his direction and he snares and disposes of them (I don't know how - I stay ignorant of the actual process. I find in cases like these that ignorance is bliss). So that's the rather dysfunctional system currently in place in my room. I don't know how long I can survive these conditions, but I have not yet gone over the edge. (To be updated on an hourly basis).
4 comments:
Can I just say that your humor is wonderful? You always make me smile.
It's a trick! Never trust a spider, even if he does join forces with you against the oncoming ladybug hordes.
I have to agree with above...you know that eventually the spider will turn. Anything with that many extra legs is simply unreliable.
Ways I did NOT limit God today: I sent my resume in faith that God can work out ALL the details ('cause I know NONE of them).
How 'bout you?
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