Pestilence, Floods and ?

I believe in something other than myself.  I am challenged every day with my own beliefs, so suffice it to say that it is enough I believe in something.  Today I decided it was time to get back on the lawn mowing horse and work on the yard.  Boy did I have a surprise in store for me. 



All I can say is "BEES". 

 I was not stung, and I wouldn't be bothered by them except they are within less than five feet of the front door.  Oh and Pop is allergic to them. So that is my pestilence. 

The flooding is when I use the washer, water comes back up the drain.  Good thing I put a drip pan underneath when we moved in 3+ years ago.  It is just ironic how things start to fall apart right when you decide to move.  I was dragging my feet, but not know.

Know I am "buzzing" along, lol.  If I don't laugh I am going to cry myself into a nervous break down.
Oh and I still have a lot of stuff to pack and get rid of and no extra hands on deck except my own. Sometimes I feel like my wheels are going, I just don't have any traction or momentum and I am in reverse.  Ya know what I mean.