I have a huge fear of spiders or anything else that crawls and is supposed to be outside (like wasps). When I was first married and living in a basement apartment, I would put a mason jar over a spider and leave it there until my husband got home to kill it. I just can't squish them or pick them up in a tissue. When I do I itch for hours and can't quit thinking about how it felt to squish that spider. (I know I need therapy.) When I had babies crawling on the floor I couldn't do the mason jar thing anymore for obvious reasons so my husband bought me a bug vacuum. It's really a kids toy, it sucks up the bug so you can look at it closely (why anyone would want to do that is beyond me.) Now I convince the neighbor kids that it would be really fun if they sucked the intruding spider up in the really cool bug vacuum and I promise them candy, or money, whatever it takes.
So to my horror this morning, while washing the walls and ceiling in our master bedroom in preparation to paint, my hand went through the ceiling. I was so confused. It was as though there was no drywall in that part of my ceiling. I couldn't believe it. I saw this gray, thin, paper layered stuff in the hole. I couldn't figure out what it was. So I took a screw driver and poked in there a little and found this.
A wasps nest. Apparently wasps when trying to expand their nests will eat through drywall. AHHHH. They had eaten all of the drywall, including the paper and the textured sheet rock mud. The only thing left was the paint. Thankfully the nest wasn't active and there were no wasps in there or I would have to put my house up for sale. I had my husband come home and drill out the nest. Now we have this.
This is all that was separating me from a wasps nest, paper thin paint
I may have to stay at the Holiday Inn tonight.