Yesterday was a war. A war on the wasps. Let me set the stage. Tuesday, @lunamoon and I arrive home and other kiddos already there, let the dogs out. The dogs are excited to see us and begin trampling around on the deck. I notice a wasp on Ahsoka's butt and give it a whack.

This pissed off more than that one. Two more came from somewhere and stung both Luna and I, and also Ahsoka and Caramel. Caramel ate one, I killed another, and the other one left.

Yesterday, I saw one popping its head up through the deck and seeing it peekaboo, figured that's where so many came from so fast the day before. As I peered beyond the little asshole, I could see what appeared to be about a baseball sized nest.

I proceeded to get the everything killer spray and teamed up with @b34w0lf to eliminate any further stings to my family. Looking below the deck, I saw the almost volleyball (not baseball) sized nest and commenced the war. I was spraying and stomping and dodging while he hit home runs with the wiffle ball bat and stamped out some heads that dared crawl up through the deck slats.

After about an hour, all that remained was an empty paper nest and a few deathly hollowed sluggish wasps. We scraped the would be house of menace from the underpinning and I kept it as a trophy. I'll post a picture for you in the comments. Crisis averted.

So be careful. The spiders now, these are the same two from a few weeks ago that I showed you. They have grown and now will flourish even more with their competition officially eradicated. How was your Hump Day? Did you REMEMBER TO BE YOU!? I always am, even as I press past the sting.