Ben is up in the attic over my bedroom. Respirator, spray foam, flashlight... And hopefully nothing up there will come at him. No wasps have flown out since we opened up the access panel, so we might be getting it done just in time.
Still have the ceiling repair to deal with.. But the important part was not letting the critters in to begin with. Baby steps.
My emotional hangover from Friday is still lingering but has subsided a little. I gotta be careful to not let my disappointment take over. If I let myself get too worked up, I could see myself quitting. Which would not be wise with nothing else lined up. And maybe this shitstorm will pass? I dunno.