Good morning
I woke up this morning and looked at the clock. 7AM. To early for a Sunday morning. With my head back on my pillow I was on my way to at least 2 more hours of sleep (screw you insomnia). That was until I heard a noise. A noise coming from the blinds on the window directly above my head. A sound of something climbing up and then falling down. I tried to ignore it but I couldn’t. I knew it was a bug.
I got up and carefully peeked behind the blinds. I found myself looking at the biggest bee I’ve ever seen. The queen of the queen bee.
It took a few seconds for me to comprehend what I was staring at but once I did, I screamed and ran out of the room slamming the door behind me. Once I was out of the room I stuffed a towel under the door so the bee couldn’t get out. I spent the next 2 hours asleep on the couch. The bee? Spent the next 6 hours in my bedroom only to gain back it’s freedom to the outside world when the husband came home from work.
