I really hate bugs

We have wasps coming in my kitchen in droves tonight...I admit I am a little intimidated by stinging bugs, I really don't like bugs of any kind to be honest. Picerne (the housing office) is coming over first thing in the morning (I hope) to solve the problem. Until then I'll have to hope they leave us alone while we sleep. Thankfully Dominic is really good at killing them, I think the count is up to 30. I hope housing comes over soon in the morning, I am too much of a chicken to try and kill them (and too short).
You know...today I am not really a fan of the south. More accurately, I'm not a fan of all the bug issues I've been having since I've moved to the south. First it was roaches and ants (nasty biting Fire Ants!) Now I've got hornets or wasps or yellow jackets or whatever building a nest in my vent. Dom will have to car tomorrow too, so its not like I can just keep the kids upstairs while we dress and then make a mad dash for the door and stay out of the house till the issue is resolved. I will have to face them since they are congregating in my kitchen, and well, we all need to eat. grrrrrr....this sucks.
Does this count as suffering? meaning, can I offer up this situation for some poor soul in purgatory? Its annoying, but not really physical suffering. I suppose God being God and All Powerful, if I ask, He will use my anxiety and fear (yes, fear) for the good of some other soul, but does it really count? I don't know. I'm just trying to come up with some good in this situation. Rambling. Sorry for all the non Catholics out there, if you want a more in depth explanation about what the heck I'm talking about, just let me know and I can try to fill you in. :-)