When Life Gives You Bees...In Your Attic
You don't panic because panicking is only for people with panic appointments.
Please Note: this blog post is not a sequel to When Life Gives You Mice...In Your Living Room or When Life Gives You Spiders...In Your Hair. Sorry for any confusion.
Where were we?
Wasn't I just here talking about panic appointments and our imminent move to New York and questions I don't know the answers to?
That was 18 whole months ago, you say?
Welp.
I'm here and there are bees in my attic. There are bees in my attic, which also happens to be our bedroom and my office. So, you know, that's cool.
