I hate flies. They are currently plaguing my existence, however.
For the last many weeks, we have had at least two flies living in our house, and I can’t get rid of them. There has also been one living in the car that I always drive, and upon getting in the car that I never drive, I discovered another one.
I was beginning to think they were somehow living in my hair. Gross (they aren’t actually living in my hair though, it’s okay).
The other day, I was in the bathroom getting ready for the day and one was buzzing around my head, driving me crazy. I didn’t have the fly swatter, so I grabbed some tissues. I didn’t actually think that I would get him with a handful of tissues, but I had to try.
He landed on the door frame right at eye level and I looked at him, took and breath, aimed and swatted.
Success. I got him!
I was so proud, I called Bryan to tell him.
Then today, while I was nursing, I saw what I thought was a spider on the bumbo. I called Bryan to kill it and he went into the bathroom and got a tissue. As he was getting the tissue, the “spider” flew off the bumbo. It was the other fly!! Bryan came back and I told him that it was not a spider and a fly and told him to get it anyway.
“I don’t have the fly swatter, I can’t get it,” he said.
“Sure you can, you have some tissue,” I assured him.
“I can’t get it with just tissue. What do you think I am, a ninja?” he responded.
I think since I did get it with just tissue, that officially makes me a ninja. Wahoo!
I’m a ninja.
(sadly however, it was a one time ninja deal. After I finished nursing, I tried to get him and missed. sigh. Oh well.)