Kamikaze Bugs

This morning I made a to-do list, and on it was the following item:  clean all light fixtures in the house.

I started out so well with my cleaning spree, but it's been easy to skip over the things that no one will notice, and light fixtures have been a challenge for me.  I don't know why; it's like I forget they are even there until I'm done cleaning and have put away my supplies and am tired.  Theoretically, I should tackle them first, but that just hasn't been happening.  So I had ended up with multiple rooms that were clean but contained light fixtures that were not  (laundry room, hallway, dining room, office, master bath part b, kitchen, and master closet).

At first, if you remember, I had worried about climbing up to reach the lights.  As it turns out, the only one I had any trouble with ended up being the one in the vaulted ceiling in the office, which My Love will have to take care of.  The rest were pretty straightforward and involved standing on a dining chair.  The girls wandered over to see what I was doing at one point, but didn't seem to have any desire to replicate my actions.

I cleaned all the fixtures with apple cider vinegar, and the entire process was quick, painless, and entirely uneventful.  Except...

I was appalled at the number of bugs I found cooked to the bottom surfaces of the enclosed bulbs I cleaned today!  Everything from flies to spiders to moths had found their ways inside the glass covers, and every one of them met a dramatic end.  I understand that moths aren't examples of the most intelligent of God's creatures, but is it really worth it to them to actively struggle to get inside a burning glass ball that's going to roast them alive?  (I literally had to scrub some of the insects and spiders from the glass with a textured sponge; they had been seared on by the lights' heat.)

My Love used to tease me about my loathing of spiders.  "Oh, but they're good, Honey.  They kill all the bugs that come inside!"  I retort that I don't WANT bugs inside -- which is why we pay for pest control -- and that spiders relinquish all right to life when they come inside my home.  With that knowledge, these bugs literally seem suicidal.  Life is grand in the great outdoors, but they risk their lives just to chase a bright spot of light that ultimately leads to their demise.