I actually was expecting to have a peaceful holiday season with my fiance plus our pet, plus nobody else in the least.
The children are both at university, plus this year neither of them wanted to come back to our residence for Christmas.
That is not as large a deal as it may actually seem, because all of us aren’t actively religious plus never made that large a deal out of the holiday. It is true that we love to exchange gifts plus prefer family time, but all of us don’t need a certain designated morning to do that, right? The best laid plans of mice plus men, as they say, because our quiet holiday was totally disrupted by some in-laws plus some wasps. To be perfectly clear, I did not have wasps in our house, thank goodness for that. If there is anything in the world I dislike more than wasps, I can’t honestly think of it at the moment. Those things are total evil if you ask me, plus this is coming from someone that hasn’t legitimately ever been stung by a wasp. My fiance’s sister plus her husband had a wasp nest located in their garage. Instead of calling for a professional exterminator to diffuse the situation, my sibling in law had the ridiculous plan to hit it with a broom. That was his whole plan, apparently, to swing at the wasp nest with a broom. He is such a stupid guy, I swear to you. So of course he got a half dozen wasp stings in the process, plus now they had wasps all throughout their residence. Now they are trying to stay here, or maybe borrow enough cash for a wasp exterminator.