Why Nature is Not my Friend

I’m working outside this morning to keep an eye on the boys who are all home from school due to a teacher work day. We just got a patio set that I am loving, so I thought I’d work out here. All is going well, until….

I realized a bee was stalking me.

I threatened it with a can of Hot Shot.

The bee sent a wasp to attack me.

The wasp was in my hair.

My hair.

(pause for moment of silence for the horror upon horrors that I experienced)

I killed the wasp.

Bee came back.

Shot bee with poison.

Can’t find the bee.

Paranoia has set in.

The end.

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