Love Bugs Are Really Not That Loving (standard:humor, 901 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: May 17 2020	Views/Reads: 1373/1033	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Walking together on the same pathway, we experience the same thing. Sometimes we forget that, I know I do. I am learning not to criticize other people for what they’re going through at the time because I may go through that same experience tomorrow.

Here in Florida, we have what people call "Love Bugs." I know exactly
why they are called “Love Bugs,” but I am not fond of these little 
critters. Why don't they just get a motel room? 

Being shut down at home for quite a while it is not that exciting. You
can only be shut down for so long. 

On Tuesday, I needed to go across town for some quick business and
office supplies. It would not take me long, and I would get back home 
in a short time. 

“Anything you want me to pick up while I'm out?” I queried the Gracious
Mistress of the Parsonage. I always like to try to help whenever I can. 


She is a great shopper, particularly a great thrift store shopper. She
knows every thrift shop within a 100-mile radius, but more than that, 
they know her by her first name. I, on the other side of the room, am 
not a very good shopper. 

Quite a few times, my wife has sent me to the store with a list, and I
could never get everything on that list. I do not know why, but I would 
miss two or three items on her list. I am not saying because the list 
was too long, that is probably the reason, but I am not saying it. 

Knowing this, my wife shot back to me, "No, I can't think of anything
I'd like you to pick up. Drive carefully." I sighed a deep sigh of 
relief, knowing that now I was not going to get into any kind of 
trouble. 

Not many places are open this time because of the shutdown, so I did not
have many choices. Therefore, I just did what I was supposed to do as 
quickly as possible and headed back home. Please, do not let this get 
out to, you-know-who, but I did go through a drive-through and picked 
up some very delicious ice cream. I enjoyed it all the way home. For 
me, ice cream is much more delicious when nobody knows you're eating 
it. 

I almost got home when out of nowhere came a big dark cloud that hit my
truck in the front as I have never been hit before. At first, I thought 
it was the apocalypse. 

When I got through it, I realized I had hit, or rather, they hit me, a
group of “Love Bugs” and were smeared all over my window and the front 
part of my truck. I used to have a silver truck, now it was just about 
all black, at least in the front. 

I know they are "Love Bugs," but at that time, I did not feel any kind
of love toward them. I was feeling the exact opposite, but I will not 
mention it. 

When I walked in through the front door at home, my wife saw I was more
agitated than ever. I even slammed the door behind me, which indicated 
how aggravated I was. 

“What happened?” 

I just looked at my wife and then said, "Those lousy Love Bugs attacked
me as I was driving, and they're all over my truck. I'm never going to 
get them off." 

With that, I went, got a bucket of water, and tried to clean them off my
truck. 

I noticed my wife was smiling as I left and said to me, “You should
drive more carefully.” Then she snickered. I hate it when she snickers. 


No matter how hard I worked to get those bugs off my truck, I could not
get them all off. It was a dark reminder of bug love. 

When I walked in, my wife said, "Well, did you get them all off your
truck?" Then she gave me one of her infamous snickers. 

Throughout the day, when she looked at me, she was snickering. 


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