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Title: Washing and wasps.
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Blog Entry: Now that spring has sprung here in New York I spend as much time as possible outdoors.  Although I do have workman do some of the work on my property, there are things I do myself.  I like using the power washer.  It's an adult reason to get grubby and wet on a warm day.  As a bonus, the outdoor furniture and the brickwork get clean.  That's how I planned to spend today.  Mother nature had other plans.  Everytime I got started, yellow jackets (wasps) would start buzzing around too close for comfort.  I would duck, bob and weave, flail my arms like a windmill, shout childishly for Momma,  and finally complete the 20 yard dash to the front door.  It was not pretty.  I would sneak back out, avoiding the yellow jacket radar and continue the task, within a few minutes I would have to repeat my newly acquired skills...bob, weave, windmill, call Mommy and dash.  It was feeling a lot like a workout at the gym not to mention a ridiculous display for anyone passing by.  I can hear everyone telling me that the yellow jackets are more afraid of me than I am of them. Ummm....nope.  The other statement is if you don't bother them, they won't bother you.  Once again, untrue.  I've only been stung once, but I was at an outdoor service and had my hands folded in my lap when I was divebombed and stung on the back of my hand.  I didn't get ill, but son of a gun that hurt like the devil for hours.  My reaction is involuntary.  I'm not entirely sure I can control my flight instinct and I'm not inclined to make the effort. I'm not generally a scaredy-cat.  I can handle most insects, including spiders.  I don't even kill them.  I pick them up on a piece of paper and remove them to the outdoors.  Yellow jackets are my achilles heel.  I called the pest control company.  The bug-boys will be here on Thursday.  Since the yellow jackets are pollinators, I will have the nests removed.  Yellow jacket home-wrecking is okay, but pesticides are not.   In the meantime, I'm using this blogging time to avoid my tiny little nemeses but my cleaning job is only half done.  I really have to go back outside and finish up, but I think I'll have a sandwich first, perhaps a cup of coffee, do a load of laundry, watch a game show, make dinner...who am I kidding?  The yellow jackets win this round.