Why do all good things have a habit of inconveniencing you at a later date?
That adorable, fuzzy black kitten you cuddled? He shed all over your white coat.
That super comfy, soft and warm blanket you wrapped yourself in? It left red fuzz balls all over your jeans and your hair.
That delicious, greasy pizza you had at lunch? You smelled like it all day.
That citrusy perfume that cost a fortune? It attracts bees.