For the past several days, my family and I have been trying to cope with an invasion of wasps. They came into my bedroom a few nights ago and have apparently been trying to make themselves at home ever since, much to the chagrin of my parents and myself. While we have been trying to get rid of them, I have been forced to make several changes to my usual routine, some of which I have liked and some which I have not.
I first noticed the wasps when one woke me up in the middle of the night. My mother showed me how to use a fly swatter to kill the invader, and it took me a few practice swats to get the hang of it. I hit my first victim and successfully killed it, but three more wasps showed up soon afterward. Fearing that they would keep swarming into my room, my mother told me to sleep in a different room for the rest of the night. I had a bit of trouble sleeping that night; I kept imagining that I was hearing wasp buzzes in the other rooms and I worried that they would move into the room where I was sleeping. My mother stayed with me with the fly swatter at the ready, and I finally went to sleep.
In the morning, my mother called an exterminator. The exterminator sprayed all of the windows and doors on the outside of the entire house with a very smelly chemical substance. When he was done, he said the smell would be gone within a few minutes. The smell did not dissipate one iota; so much for “truth in advertising.”
The smell is still so overpowering that it has made my bedroom intolerable to be in at this time. Consequently, I have had to sleep in another bedroom for the past few nights. In order for this room to be as odorless as possible, my parents closed the windows and door in the room. This caused the humidity to increase several notches in the room, making it feel like a small sauna. I have had to adjust my sleeping habits in order to sleep comfortably in the room. I usually like to have a sheet and comforter covering me, but I have had to go without the comforter for the last few days. It is taking me longer to fall asleep, but I eventually do. My mother tried running a fan the first night, but it just added to the odor issue.
My family has also taken several car trips over the past few days in an effort to get away from the smell and let it work itself out of the house. We have made it a point to stay away from the smell as much as possible, so we have tried to make sure that these trips keep us out of the house for a very long time. Some of these trips have been part of our normal errands such as grocery shopping, but others have been for pleasure. My favorite outing was a trip we made to a horse-racing track; we made a few small bets on the horses just for fun and I greatly enjoyed the fresh air, something I did not get a lot of at home due to the closed windows. The outings made for fun excursions, but there were times when I just wanted to be at home and back to my normal routine. I have tried to take the good with the bad during this time, but it is becoming increasingly difficult for me to do this. My parents keep telling me that sometimes things like this happen, and we must make the best of it. I would like very much to make the best of things, but sometimes it is hard for me to see the silver lining when there are so many clouds in my view.
As I write this, the smell is dissipating from most of the house, but my bedroom remains sealed off due to the heavy amount of chemicals it took to kill the wasps that decided to live in my room. The bedroom I am currently sleeping in is also still closed up so that I can sleep as odor-free as possible.
I hope to be able to move back into my room in a few days once all of the wasps and odors are gone. While I enjoyed doing different things, I cannot wait to get back to my normal, wasp-free, less-smelly schedule.