Flying Bugs: God's cruel joke?

I'm terrified of bugs and I especially don't like bugs that can take off on a moment's notice, with no warning as to where it might go or land.

Yesterday morning I encountered just such a specimen. He was green and had wings and I wasn't about to stand around any longer and try to take in any more details than that. As I got ready for work, I stayed locked in the bathroom, slowly creeping out to leave only when I absolutely could not wait one more minute.

When I came home in the afternoon, The Green Monster was waiting for me. And he stayed all day, crawling around the same foot of space.

I finally told Hubs to get rid of it. I knew the bug was just biding his time, waiting for an opportunity to attack me when I was at my most vulnerable.

But then I heard a voice say, "Wait! Let me take a picture!"

I must be hearing things. What freak would want to take a picture of this terrifying creature, who, even now, was getting ready to fly into action.

Then I realized it was ME. And, as if I was floating above myself, I watched my hands reach for my camera. I then got into position, coming as close as TWO FEET to the monster! And I snapped a picture.

Unfortunately, in my heightened state of fear, my pictures didn't come out well. So, I shoved the camera at Hubs. "Honey! Take a picture!"

Laughing, he did what he was told.



There he is. The Green Monster.

After that, I couldn't let Hubs kill him. The monster had taken on a personality. Hubs carefully scooped him into a cup and took him outside.

It was the right thing to do.