It's T-minus 9 days and counting until our move, and I've started "organizing" the house. You know how that goes: try to throw out stuff you don't need and tidy up things you want to keep. Make things orderly for the packing crew.
For some reason, while digging up plants to take with me to my new house, I got inspired to tidy up my outdoor workbench while watching Thing1 and Thing2 scooter on the driveway. Multitasking at it's best. (Note: we don't have garages on our houses, just car ports, so all the things that would normally be enclosed in a garage are exposed to just about everything.)
I have one two-drawer workbench that I use for my stained glass projects. There was a plastic bin on the lower shelf filled with glass pieces. I reached behind the box to yank it out so I could clean off the dust and SOMETHING PAPERY AND ROUND CRUNCHED BENEATH MY GLOVE.
This, my friends, is a HOLY CRAP moment.
Hearing a furious buzz of wings, I shrieked and ran for the door, scooping up Thing1 and Thing2, who were amazed to see anyone running so quickly in 110 degree humidity. Lickety-split, I dashed inside the house, slammed the door, and collapsed onto the floormat.
Looking out the kitchen window (which, stupidly, is designed to look into the carport), I could see a SWARM of irate wasps buzzing around since I had JUST GRABBED THEIR GIGANTIC NEST AND PULPED IT WITH MY HAND!
Eeeeeeek!
The rest of my day was spent dashing in and out of the house, spraying the nest and dodging pissed wasps. They kept returning to the nest site, even when the nest had been destroyed and removed. I killed about 8 of them with a fly-swatter over the following 24 hours... they were lookin' for blood and my name was first on the list.
The funny thing was when I sat down to relax this evening, the classic movie that was playing was 'The Wasp Woman'! I laughed so hard, I started to hiccup. I decided that I'd had enough wasp action for the day and watched 'Dirty Jobs' instead.
3 comments:
Never having been stung by, or really anywhere near, a wasp, it's difficult for me to imagine your predicament.
I've actually SEEN "Wasp Woman" a number of times though, and I love it!
I sorry you were attacked, but you did crush their little waspy home, after all.
If it makes you feel any better, my garage is so full of crickets right now--it's like a bad 70's horror movie--"The Cricket Woman"!!!!
Mmmmmmm....Mike Rowe of 'Dirty Jobs'! What a yummy stud. He makes me laugh and wonder how much they're paying him to scoop ostrich poop or mine coal.
As for the wasps, they're STILL coming back "Duh...hey! Where's our house? Huh. I'll just hang out around here for a while and look for someone to sting..."
Nasty little bastards.
Mike Rowe is so hot and so funny. Makes me feel bad that my boyfriend got me hooked on that show. LOL
I am sorry about attack of the killer wasps. My friend is battling carpenter bees, so you have my sympathies.
I say you make a mock headstone for the grave with her name on it. LOL
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