It’s a big title for a blog but it’s so accurate I couldn’t help it. Here’s why: we recently discovered that one of the bathroom fart fans in our home had become the home of many wasps.
I only realized this after several times of cleaning up small black specs from the toilet lid.
I thought, what is this? It’s not poop. Where is it coming from?
Look up.
Fart fan.
Insect legs peeking through the vent.
Gasp.
Yell for Andrew who just thinks I’m just freaking out over bugs as usual.
He takes a closer look and then squints his eyes and shockingly states, “Those are wasps.”
He taps the vent and then jerks back when a “buzz, buzz” sounds from inside the fan.
The discovery and his seriousness immediately prompts my-oh-my-gosh-it’s-so-gross bug dance.
He instructs me to turn on the fan and shut the door.
He then climbs 20 feet up, armed with a flashlight in his mouth and a can a wasp killer in his hand. (It was 9:30 pm.) The rest is picture history.
Here is the aftermath from inside our house:
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Here is the view from the scene of eviction and aftermath from the outside:
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I still can’t help but feel bad about the ones we killed. Then again, they could have hurt the kids and they weren’t paying rent.
Are You Zhazha? 
Say what?