I don't remember if it was here or elsewhere, but I revealed that Farmer H was stung by a wasp in POOLIO last week. It was right on the chest. He whined over it for a couple days. Kept picking at it, saying there was a stinger in it. I didn't feel or see a stinger. You know if there was, with all his picking, it would have squeezed more venom into him. Anyhoo... I guess it's better.
It was the day before, or day after the POOLIO sting that I told Farmer H there was a wasp nest over the kitchen door. It's a favorite place for them. I used to go on a killing spree every summer, then knock down the nest. With less mobility, I am loathe to write that check that my rumpus can't cash. I don't want to try running from angry wasps if my first RAID doesn't get them all. I have never had an allergic reaction to a wasp sting before, because I have never been stung by a wasp. But my dad was allergic, and had to carry an epi pen when he was a telephone lineman. That's back in the day when an epi pen wasn't really a thing.
Anyhoo... Farmer H supposedly sprayed that nest while I was in town. I cautioned him not to use too much, because it would drip down where the dogs lick the porch after a treat.
Indeed, when I got home, there were no wasps sitting on the nest, and the porch was dry. I didn't think anything else about it.
Today (Sunday) while sitting at HIPPIE at the kitchen table, I saw a wasp buzzing around the window. I had seen him yesterday as well, and meant to ask Farmer H if maybe he should spray again. Being preoccupied with my back/rumpus pain, it was not a high priority.
Anyhoo... as I was watching the wasp flit around, a chill went down my spine, stopping short at my rumpus nerve. The wasp was on the other side of the mini blinds, but on THIS SIDE of the wooden window pane trim. The flitting was INSIDE THE MANSION!
But wait! It gets worse! The wasp was on the window by the kitchen door. It would fly/crawl up so far, then get a wing caught on the blinds, and fall to the sill. Next thing I knew, I heard that bumping/buzzing/bumbling at my right shoulder. The wasp was at the window beside me, where I look out into POOLIO! It's pacing along the top of the bottom window. The part where the locks are.
I have contemplated using Farmer H's grabber from his back surgery to poke it to death. I fear that it might slip and break a hole in the window pane. Or that the wasp will not take kindly to my attempts, and come after me. Or what if I only wound it, and it falls into my gambling purse that hangs on the back of a chair. I think this is a job for Farmer H.
He must have "accidentally" let the wasp in this morning as he left for his SUS2.5. It was not in the Mansion yesterday.
Surely Farmer H is not crafty enough to make a wasp sting him in POOLIO, and then let one in the house a few days later, so if I succumb to a possible allergic reaction to a sting, he can tell investigators: "We've been having a wasp problem lately."
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