Ants and Mosquitoes

Yesterday I realized how deeply I loathe mosquitoes (or as the Aussies say: mozzies) and ants. For starters, I began my shift by cutting up some fruit for the boys when they got home from school. I grabbed the large cross-section of a tree that is the cutting board only to find it infested with ants. After washing most of those ants down the drain, I looked down and saw the floor covered in ants. Where did they all come from? So, I took the broom and swept the counter and floor to be free of these devilish creatures. But, it didn't end there. They continually found their way onto the counter, into the rice, through little cracks and crevices... This morning I wanted toast, but the toaster was crawling with ants! I guess that's how the Egyptians felt when they had to deal with the frogs and the locusts, way back in the day. Ants are quickly becoming my second least favorite creature on earth.

What is my least favorite creature on earth, you might ask? You guessed it! Mozzies! Last night as I was struggling to fall asleep on account of the three mosquitoes buzzing around my room, I contemplated the word 'hate'. Now, I try to be a very loving person in general, but if there was one word I could use to describe my emotions toward mozzies last night, it would be 'hate'. Every creature has a purpose, right? Well, I can't, for the life of me, figure out what the purpose of mosquitoes is except that they are a curse for all mankind as a result of The Fall. Ants, as much as I loathe them, are industrious and provide food for many life forms that filter up to us. They are the most populous creature on earth, if I remember right. I can see good coming out of their existence on the planet, though they are not my favorite. But mosquitoes?? I really can't find any redeeming value in them whatsoever, and I blame them fully for my sleepless night last night.