So, just because I live alone, work from home and rarely leave the house because it costs money, people get all worried about me and shit. Well, worry no more my friends, as I have gotten some roommates. They are super low maintenance, not plants, great listeners and like swimming as much as I do!
That’s right! J-FO got some previously owned fish. They are lovely. I think their scales look like sequins and they are completely mesmerizing to watch. They came with names, Dora and Beauty, but I think they need new names that are like matched, like Elsa and Anna or Laverne and Shirley or Thelma and Louise. So I’m just trying to get to know them better and then I’ll rename them.
The hardest part about having fish is to not feed them too much. These ladies can pack away the pellets and they eat in a such an entertaining way, it feels like they are happy. They swim around joyfully and do tricks, who wouldn’t want to see that all day?
But I have to stay focused on the big picture. Do I want the fish to be really happy for 20 minutes and then bloat and die? Or do I want them to be regular happy every day and live for a long time? I feel that’s a metaphor for some kind of life lesson, but I’ll let you draw your own conclusion there. 🙂