I killed a fly today, and it made my entire day. That fly has been in the house for three days and it would buzz you, then go off somewhere and hide. I keep a tiny can of hairspray nearby just for flies, because you can squirt them, and then their wings freeze from the hairspray. Yes, cruel, but probably no more cruel than a flyswatter.

Even our little cat, who is the best bug catcher ever, could not get this fly (and she rules when it comes to fly catching, although heaven help us if the fly lands on a bookshelf). And then…I saw the fly in the fold of a curtain. Yes I did. And.I.squashed.him.

It’s the little things like that which make me happy. I’m easy to please. Ding dong, that fly is dead.

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