My silent battle with Harold
***Large insect warning***
(for those with Spheksophobia or Entomophobia)
For the past week Harold and I have had a silent battle. He visits several times a day. He loves my writer’s nook and wants to make it his home – but I’m not keen on the idea.
He thinks he can bully me into letting him move in and start a family. At first I’d just swat him away, but then he started sneaking up on me while I had my head down trying to write. I’d look up to see his steely eyes an inch from my face. We would have a stare-off until one of us would pass wind through complete and utter fear (no – not me!)
A month ago I wrote a post about how attractive I am (to mosquitoes) and how I had developed a spray from tea tree oil, lavender and water – I’ve now added eucalyptus and it actually works to keep those little killers from sucking my precious blood – so I thought I’d give it a try on Harold.
Why don’t you just kill Harold? I hear you ask.
I have a killing issue. I can’t kill anything unless it’s a character who requires a good whooping to death with a school master’s cane (don’t ask).
This morning I waited for Harold and when he appeared I sprayed my concoction in his direction. At the last second as my finger pulled the trigger I thought I should have done more research on this. What if he loved the smell and it made him amorous!
Yikes – it was too late. The mist was flying through air towards him.
Luckily (for me) he took one sniff and took off.
He’s been back twice (he’s determined) but both times I’ve sprayed again and he’s taken great offense and flown away.
By tomorrow my writer’s nook should be Harold free.
Wish me luck!
I thought about my silent struggle with Harold when I saw the Weekly Writing Challenge – The Sound of Silence.
Follow the link to read more ‘silent’ stories.