Fun little tidbit about me. I am deathly afraid of bees and wasps. I also live out in the woods, and they like to build hives on our house, in the places we can’t get to to spray them without being mercilessly stung. Lately they have chewed through the walls in the upstairs bathroom (my parents and the kids) and have been hanging out in there until they die and leave their little corpses all over the place, so I’ve been scared to go in there and every time I do I almost cry and one time I did because there were 5 in there. Anyway moving on with the story. Today I have barely been home. I was home for an hour this morning, and only had time to shower get dressed and eat. During my shower, I was in the middle of washing my body and I noticed something move out of the corner of my eye. It was a wasp. I almost had a panic attack then and there, remembering the time my sister was stung while she was in the shower, and the four times i had been stung. I washed the soap off, didn’t bother to do anything with my hair except rinse it, and got the fuck out of there. Needless to say it was the shortest shower I have ever taken. So the rest of the day I was in a car, and my dad and I were just spending time together, kind of. We stopped for gas and the bathroom, and when we got back in the car, we realized the car smelled like dog and that we had been in there since 3 (it was 8 at the time). So a half hour later, we got home, and i got out and realized that I smelled worse than the car, and I needed to relax so I was gonna take a bath. I went upstairs and remembering the wasp from this morning, went to my parents bathroom. I got in there, got my stuff, locked the door, and I was about to take my pants off when I noticed something. There were two wasps flying around the ceiling. I buckled my pants and grabbed my phone and got out, told my brother to deal with it, and went to my room. He never dealt with it. I just want to take a bath. I want to relax. My bed is covered in stuff from this morning and I don’t want to move it or accidentally dump it all on the floor. There’s no other comfy spot in the house and like I said we lived in the woods and it was muggy so the bugs were awful so outside wasn’t an option. I just want to sit down after this long, emotionally stressing day (I read ACOTAR while I was in the car)
