My sister's decided to try to write in her blog every day. It's recommended. I'm not sure I can keep up but I'll see. Today she wrote about a rat - blech - near her workplace. That inspired me to write about an earwig - eew - in my kitchen window.
This morning I was doing some dishes the old fashioned way, in the sink, by hand. Although it can be a bother to do dishes in the morning, I don't mind it so much. I kind of enjoy the warm, sudsy water. As I was rather dreamily standing there doing the dishes, I happened to glance down at the kitchen window's sill and see some tiny brown antennaes waving from behind the lip of the window frame. Even thinking about it right now is giving me the heebie-jeebies. Bugs at any time are gross but this early in the morning it was really tough to handle.
Fortunately, I've got a hubby who takes care of these things. I went and got him, pointed him in the direction and then walked out of the kitchen. I didn't want to see any more.
Why do bugs gross me out so much? Even when I was young, I'd turn the pages of the "National Geographic" from the topmost corner, just in case there was a photo of a bug on the other side. I didn't even want to touch a picture of a bug.
If I keep blogging more regularly, you may hear more about this lovely subject. Isn't that something to look forward to?
I've noticed my sister includes photos or images for visual interest. In this case, no.