Lying on my bed yesterday, I saw this huge wasp flying in my room. How it got in initially stumped me but obviously I had to act immediately!

So without missing a beat, I leaped out the bed like I was somehow twenty something years old again. And out the bedroom door, I went, frantically looking for the bug spray which naturally was nowhere to be found and I had to go downstairs to find it. And yes I admit, I did spray like a crazed woman when I hopped, skipped and jumped back to my room.

The wasps..coz of course it turned out to be two wasps ended up in my window. Which I promptly closed and trapped them. Now it was their turn to frantically fly around looking for a way out.

I watched them for a bit and then got my chance to lift the window a bit and yes sprayed again liked a crazed woman one more time. Well, don’t judge me. You weren’t there.

I know they wouldn’t survive. I went to my garden. And in the back of my mind was. Oh shoot, are wasps are pollinators?? Which of course they are. As a Gardener, I have a thing about Pollinators and I do wish I’d found a way to get them about of my room safely but it was literally either them or me. And my fight or flee instinct had already been activated.

I dared not open my window throughout the night. I’m not afraid of too many creepy crawlies. But I am scared sh**less of wasps. Their sting is painful af

Then this evening, I happened to look in my window and what do I see. Can you believe these two suckers drew together in death?? WTF?? Did they move towards one another as they died which must have been quite a feat. The last time I saw them, they were barely moving.

Yep, looks like they did!! And I guess I’m officially a pollinator killer. Like I needed any more f***ing guilt and regret in my life. Bastards!