Trapped

So, it is early and I am in my living room checking my mail online. I hear, what I thought, was someone using a weed whacker outside. No, oh no...there is a bee in my living room that is large enough to eat a small child! Seriously, if this thing stings me, I am a goner!! (allergic) Anyway, hubby is still in the land of nod and if I wake him, he will not be a happy camper, as this is his only day to "sleep late". So now I am in my craft room, upstairs until this man wakes up and does something with this thing!!!