2010年8月17日火曜日

hostage in my own house

Big day today work-wise, hot day temperature-wise, and tiring day emotionally with the big boys fooling around at holiday care making Meg very unenthusiastic about going.

Got home and Amy had fallen asleep in the car. Poor mite is totally over the heat- we must be going on a month of weather over 30 degrees every day- and not sleeping well. In order to let her catch a few more winks I left her there while I watered all the flowers who also seem to be totally over the heat. Finished watering and she was still asleep so I went to chat to my neighbour across the road. Had a good catch up and she was still asleep and now Meg was clamouring for dinner as well.

Carried Amy in and she still didn't stir so let her sleep on a floor cushion- gotta love a culture where you can stick kids on the floor to sleep and it doesn't even raise an eyebrow.

Had dinner with Meg and got her bathed and PJed and headed upstairs. And that's when the fun started. There was a huge wasp in the stairwell. Now, I am 99.9% sure I am not allergic to wasps but I was told by many people after my last (first) wasp bite that the first one is a cinch compared to subsequent ones and, well, I'm not so keen to test that theory out. So there we were stuck on the stairs with a wasp who, being an expert on bug emotions and all, I could tell was rather peeved at our presence. I shooed Meg into her room with a kiss and a hurried goodnight and closed the door and then waited for my chance to open the corridor window to enable the wasp to find it's freedom.

Unfortunately our wasp wasn't the smartest vespidae on the block and kept buzzing around and around and around and just not getting the whole open window thing.

I kept trying to get past and down the stairs and I would creep, creep, creep and then the wasp would make a run at me and I'd freak out and hide in my room and wait. Stealth creep back out the door and start all over again. My eyes were going funny from staring at the wasp so hard (so it didn't disappear on me) and I was getting worried I'd be stuck there all night. Aggghhhh! Meg locked in her room sweltering without the cross breeze, Amy asleep downstairs, unfed and likely to wake up at any moment and me stuck darting up and down the corridor held hostage by a measly 6cm of insect...

It was a full 30 minutes before I got down the stairs- my genius plan of making a fake me diversion out of an oversized t-shirt and a broom handle worked on insect buddy and I hot-footed it out of there.

Phew....

And the badass- bug hostage taker? K arrived home and 30 seconds later bye bye bug. Seriously. I was almost disappointed it was so easily dealt with. Kind of made me feel inadequate really.... And Amy slept through till morning. And didn't even realise she'd slept through not only dinner but mummy being taken hostage...

2 件のコメント:

Sara さんのコメント...

oh my gosh this blog was what my nightmares are made off....

smart of you to fake out the wasp though - very clever!!!!

hopefully this will be the last incident of its kind. i had my own close encounter of the stingy bug kind in niigata last weekend so i feel your (avoided) pain

Gina さんのコメント...

I love that you made a fake you with a tee shirt and a broom handle. That was my favorite part of the whole story. ; ) You gave me a chuckle over that one. : )

And fwiw, I'd be just as afraid myself.