A kick while I was down

[Silvertears1275]

Tonight I was in a blue mood.  I spent the day cleaning up the laptop after Bill downloaded a virus.  My kids were off the charts whiny tonight.  Then I watched The Biggest Loser, my only real TV indulgence each week.  Then I remembered I had to get the girls' stuff ready for school, and with just that little bit of work left to do, I felt the weight of everything around me full force.  I was overwhelmed and tired and really wanted to just go somewhere and cry.  (OK, I can blame some of that on PMS... overwhelming urges to cry aren't my norm)

I gathered up everything to make the girls' lunches and I always make lunch in front of the frog tank.  Because I have no counterspace.  And the tank takes up half of what little I have.  I've asked Bill to move it, but there really is no where to put it.  Anyway.  I noticed Fun Guy was in the water.  He's a tree frog.  I don't think tree frogs can swim.  Why do I think that?  Because he's not moving.  I tapped on the glass.  I knocked on the glass.  Nothing.  Not even a "leave me alone I'm sleeping" twitch.    I don't think frogs have a sense of humor and he's doing the dead man's float to play some practical joke on me.  I'm 99.9% sure he's dead.

And *I* am not removing him. 

And I have to still make lunches while staring at the drowned little frog.

Bill recently redid his tank to be half land/half water and added a few fish.  I don't know if he fell in and was unable to get out or if he got stressed out because of the change or if he was jealous of the fish and wanted to try swimming like them.  I don't know.  He did change color after the tank remodel, but I thought it was because his log was gone, and he was the same color as the log, and now he just matched the grass.  Really, I don't know how he died, he's just dead.

And I had to break the news to Mr. Bill.  Our little homegrown from tadpole froggie is gone.  =(  Poor little Fun Guy.  He was a good frog, even if I did have to keep a vial of maggots in my house for him.  It was an interesting experience watching him change from a tiny little sperm-looking thing into Fun Guy.  He was the sole surviver of the kiddie pool full of tadpoles, and we're proud of him for making it this far.  Rest in peace, Fun Guy.

So needless to say, my pitiful night turned into a really pitiful night.  I'm just glad the girls never really cared that much about him. 

[Shmop]

Apr. 14, 2010 at 6:32 AM

So sorry pal.  I'm pretty much over the frog experiment here.  We keep losing them and Tuck actually cares.  I can't keep explaining death over a toilet bowl. 

I'll miss Fun Guy too!  His reports were always very interesting.