I am a total bug freak. I fear all insects whether they bite, sting, or just plain look ugly. Big bugs, little bugs, doesn't matter. And I am not talking minor fear here. I am talking heart-pounding, chest-bursting panic type fear. A fly comes into my house and I can't rest until I have hunted the thing down and killed it. I drag my cats from room to room because they have better eyesight than we humans and can tell me if the bug I am hunting is present. I make my Mom stop whatever she is doing and help me look. Drives her batty.
If a bug buzzes past my ear, even a harmless little fly, I will yell in sheer terror. Hmm, we had a pre-emptive war or terror, can we declare war on insects? They terrorize me so why not? I have been this way all my life and I don't know why. I just fear bugs....ALL BUGS. I mean I literally have panic attacks when they are around me.
My apartment complex is upgrading our apartments to be more energy efficient. They are adding energy saver windows and doors. To do this they are spending the summer knocking out the old doors and windows and leaving big gaping holes in the walls. This is definately gonna let the bugs in. They haven't gotten to our apartment yet, but you can imagine I am not looking forward to this.
I hate summer. I would much rather it be winter all year. No bugs in winter. They are all hibernating, far away from us poor people. Bugs, eww icky yuck. I hate em all. Happy 4th of July everyone. I hope you have a safe and happy holiday.