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Air guitar on an icy roof with a broken snow shovel.
Times like these, you have to take your entertainment where you find it.
[And no, I don't want to hear it. If you think I haven't been all over him about it, you don't know either of us very well (or at all).]
The migraine has backed off somewhat, although the sinuses are still rioting. All you have to do is look out the window to know why: catkins already opened and fuzzy, tree pollen and grass pollen everywhere, in all defiance of the -5 lows at night. And thanks to yesterday, I'm even further behind, which means the rest is largely cut-and-paste, with a couple of additions. Meanwhile, my laptop continues to die apace; the keyboard is causing me three times as much work, at least. The Pueblo is now closed for two full months, which puts tourism income in the negatives. And January was, quite frankly, a hell month. In the meantime, I have to navigate the weather and pain and expense and find a way to bring in income.
Also unfortunately, I'm still reduced to trying to get work done with a torn ankle and subluxed forearm, hips, and knees, and now two barely functional hands, and a laptop that continues to deteriorate by the day (a camera, too, and both are essential for our work — not just mine, but his). The pain is . . . very bad these days. It's not a function of weather or cold, mostly, but of deterioration. In desperation, I've added one last supplement, a costly one, in hopes of getting it to ease off even a little; I won't know if it's going to work for at least a month yet. I'm also trying to plan for all the expenses of winter to come. The Pueblo closure started Saturday, and as I said above, is slated to last two full months this time, so it will be worse than usual. In that period of time, there will be taxes to pay, his scrip to keep refilling, his dental work to try somehow to get done, and forget about my own follow-up tests, to say nothing of plumbing/wall repairs or all the work still unfinished on the house; I'm scrapping everything, because we can't afford it. Yes, I'm due for follow-up scans and biopsies already, and they're not going to happen, because we don't have five figures' worth of scratch to waste on it. I've still got to make sales, try to drum up new Patreon subscribers, do whatever I can to bring in more money, all on top of everything else. Folks can help in several ways (sales are always preferred, but the wishlist helps, too right now, what we can use most are coffee, cleaning agents, and Amazon cards for the things I'm not going to put on a public list, like supplements and glucose tabs and underwear). Oh, and I posted four new works a few days ago, here and here, and I have something new, seasonal, and absolutely fabulous coming either later today or tomorrow, so please share the links (also, BUY! they're all perfect for Valentine's Day):
Please share everything. Thanks.
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