my mortal enemy....

I am engrossed in a battle with my MORTAL ENEMY.

You are probably wondering who could be the MORTAL ENEMY of this calm, mild mannered girl?

You may wonder if it's this guy:

or possibly this guy:

this guy could be a contender:

this guy could be a front runner:

But no, it's none of the above.

The offender who is in a battle till the death (either him or me, one of us is going to have to go)......

is.......

none other than......

THIS DISGUSTING CREATURE!

AAAAAGGGGHHHHH!

I am SO SICK OF FLIES!

They are everywhere. Haunting my every waking moment. They are buzzing, landing, hovering, annoying, flying, touching and being FLIES!

I think because we live in a semi-rural area they are afflicting us more than normal. For example, last night at midnight, when everyone else was asleep, and the world was calm and peaceful, I was walking around the house with a fly swatter, killing flies. The running total is somewhere in the neighborhood of 4,381 dead flies. Give or take a few.

get me outta here!