Yesterday, I felt spectacularly sleepy on getting out of bed. I tugged off my nightwear and had a wash. Time to get dressed. As I reached to open a drawer, a movement caught my eye and I realised there was a wasp on the inside of the curtain.
My glasses weren’t on yet and I squinted at it cautiously, all too aware that I was…(excuse my British hesitation)…well. I didn’t have any clothes on. At all.
There are two windows in our bedroom so hoping to attract it to the light outside, I flicked open the curtain slightly on the other window – which was open (stretching myself out awkwardly so I wouldn’t be visible to any outside!). Then I tugged at the curtain where the wasp was lounging. It wobbled and buzzed in irritation.
I gave the curtain a firmer tug. Of course, instead of flying towards the daylight, the wasp flew towards me. Felling rather naked (because I was) and unable to focus on it as I couldn’t see properly, I backed up rather too quickly. I twisted, tripped and hit my thigh on the bed post with such force that I promptly collapsed on the floor with a yelp. I then couldn’t get up as I couldn’t, in that moment, put any weight on that leg. I felt ridiculous.
My husband came into find me yelping, naked, on the floor and making mutterings about a wasp, which he couldn’t see anywhere.I must have looked as ridiculous as I felt.
“It must have gone.”
He gave me a hand up and I proceeded to dress in a hurry, gratefully putting my glasses on.
I drew back both lots of curtains suspiciously. Poked at the bedcovers, just in case.
Finally, as I went to switch off the bedside lamp, the wasp fell out of the lampshade. It was attracted to the light, just not the one I had in mind.
This time I was fully clothed and had my glasses on and oh what a difference it makes. I was still cautious – I have been stung before (without provocation on my part, it landed on the back of my neck). But I felt able to get a piece of paper and herd it out of the window. Wasps aren’t great at being herded, but we got there eventually.
Why am I telling you this?
Sometimes life seems absurd and overwhelming and we don’t feel equipped (or dressed, in my case). If I’d seen myself I might have said I was making a fuss. Do we sometimes judge others on their reactions – not realising that a series of events have conspired to make that minor thing more difficult?
Don’t make a mountain out of a molehill, we say. But if we can’t see properly, are half asleep and feeling exposed and/or ridiculous, that molehill can seem pretty big and create a significant stumble.
Just like that wasp, first thing in the morning.
Image: Richard Bartz, Creative Commons