Last night as Rich and I headed to bed, we heard a weird noise like something buzzing and scraping against the ceiling in our bedroom.
Turns out we were right…and it was a couple of paper wasps who had somehow managed to get in the house.
YIKES!!!!!
I’m a real live-and-let-live kinda gal so long as the wasps are outside and minding their own business, but inside my house? In my bedroom?
That turns a hard corner into Nope. Nope. Nope-land.
Paper wasps are sneaky, too. One of them crawled inside the bedside lamp shade while the other one zipped into the closet, no doubt hoping to ambush us.
But the chase was on! We quickly armed ourselves (me with a flip flop and Rich with a rolled up comic book), and together we united in hand to wing combat.
We vowed this would be a fight to the death, and it was…for the wasps, not us!
Huzzah!