Ode to a Fly

Hello. I am a fly. No, I'm not Jeff Goldblum, Al Hedison, or Vincent Price. My name is A. Fly (the A stands for Artie) but my friends just call me Fly. I am a very good friend of the June bug. You remember the June Bug don't You. If you don't, you MUST click here and read his story. He hasn't been around for a while so I thought I would stop by and visit MyADHDMe.

She's trying to write a new post for her blog but for some reason, she's having a difficult time. Maybe if I hum a little louder she'll realize I'm just a fly and that I won't bother her.

Gee, I wonder what she's swatting at. Maybe she's enjoying my dance and wants me to buzz around faster.

Ok. She's typing again. Looks like she's starting to focus again. That's good. Oh excuse me. My left wing is itchy and I have to scratch it. I love the buzzing noise it makes when I scratch my wings. Oh, I wonder why MyADHDMe has stopped typing again.

This is odd. When I stopped scratching and buzzing, she started typing again. I wonder what she's writing about. I'll go sit on that machine in front of her with all the words on it to get a closer look. OK, I'm being very quiet now but she still stopped typing.

I'll leave her alone and go check out those bread crumbs in the kitchen.

Boy, I can hear her in there just typing away. I think I'll yell out a buzz to let her know I appreciate the work she does. BUZZ BUZZ.

She stopped again. She must really have issues. It seems that she can't focus at all. She keeps typing and deleting and typing and deleting. I think I'll go and whisper some ideas into her ear to help her get started.

WOW! Now that was rude. She swatted me away like I was just a mosquito. (everyone KNOWS mosquitoes are at the bottom of the insect chain. They have NO class....what, you think only humans can have prejudices?) Anyway, there was no reason at all for her to swat at me like that. Rude, buzz, Rude, buzz, Rude, buzz.

Hey, where is she going? Oh here she is. She's back. What is that strange toy she has. It looks like a plastic stick with a 4 inch square on the end. It doesn't look like she is enjoying it very much. As soon as she brought it in, she sat it on the floor beside her chair. She's obviously having a hard time staying on task. First typing, then swatting, now getting toys. no wonder she has a hard time getting anything done.

I'll sing her a pretty buzzing song to help her work. Oh look, she must like it. My song is making her want to play with the toy. Maybe it's like a baseball bat. I wonder what she'll use as the ball. Actually it's more like a golf club because she's moving very slow.

I wonder what she's going to XXXXXXXXXXX

BEEP BEEP BEEP

We're sorry, but the post that was going to be written tonight has been postponed until another day. ......(does anyone have some Windex and a paper towel?................)