freakin' out!

Okay, so there's been a wasp in the house for the last two days...

He appears on walls, windows, or wherever and succeeds in generally giving me the major creeps. I can't kill it because I have a phobia, and even the thought of approaching it makes me nauseous. I see spots, start to hyperventilate, the works.

Said creepy insect then goes into hiding as soon as Mike gets home. Thus, I find myself walking around in constant fear, because I KNOW it's here somewhere.

Z. has suggested hypnotherapy for the treatment of severe phobia. Not a terrible idea, but not particularly helpful NOW.

Yuck. I'm moving out. I'll be back in January.