Fish

I went to buy a new fish, and I decided not to get another Black Moor because the tank my first fish had come from had 5 or 6 dead fish floating in it when I got there last night. I decided maybe...those fish are sick. I got a male betta this time because my sister has had pretty good luck with them, and so have others, and so I figured I would too. But just to be sure, I thought I would follow the instructions I found on the lid of the little bowl the fish came in. It said, "Feed sparingly once a day." Ok. So I went to get some betta fish food, and read the instructions on the back of the can, which said, "Feed several times a day."

What??!

Here is what I've realized about myself based on this experience, and others of a similar nature: I am a rules-follower. I figure I can't go wrong as long as I read and follow the instructions. But when I get multiple directions, I don't know which ones are the right ones, and I'm left on my own to decide for myself. What am I going to do when I'm a parent someday? I know I'll have advice and books that all say different things, plus the distinct probability that nothing will go the same way twice. I guess I just need to figure out how to sift for the important and most vital information.

I'm catching up on Pirate Master, and they have their first female captain! She is really smart, and it's funny that she's been sort of flying under the radar until this point, although I think everyone's noticed she's very capable the entire duration of the show. It's too bad this show has been taken off the air, but I'm glad I get to watch it online.

Ok, time to fold towels!