Tuesday, June 9, 2020

Bereft.

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One rose in bloom yesterday. And then everything froze overnight.

I mean that literally; it was still only 33 at 7 AM. Hell, it's only something like 53 now. This is ridiculous, and it makes us worry all the more for the dogs, who as of early this morning have been missing for a full week. It's the first time, in all of our years together, that we have gone more than a few hours at a time without petting a dog (because Cricket is too traumatized from his early abuse to let us near him, although now he won't let us out of his sight). We are . . . bereft.

That said, we had a reliable report of a KitFox sighting this morning: about 5:30 AM, off the highway leading toward Questa, outside of Arroyo Hondo. So anyone local reading this who's in that area, please keep our eyes open for a little red-tick cow dog/terrier mix. No sign of Chinook with him, though. If they got separated from each other . . . .

Meanwhile, the expenses keep piling on top of each other, and so does the work, and I have to deal with all of it somehow. This week isn't going to be any better on the financial front, either. In fact, it's desperate; I've had two new big costs crop up suddenly, and no way to cover them without some sales this week. On the plus side, Wings dropped three new and phenomenally beautiful works over the weekend, and selling them all would cover the first two quarters' worth of taxes, and probably all of the plumbing repairs, too. You can see them here and here. [He also has several new pairs of earrings in the works, ones made with high-grade stones and/or lots of dangle, but they likely won't be ready for several days yet.] And when I say desperate, I mean exactly that. The load on my shoulders right now is so heavy I can barely breathe; add the stress of the missing dogs, and it's literally killing me.

Because, yes, now I have to come up with enough to cover the plumber next week; he's been working in Albuquerque and this will be his only chance for the foreseeable future to take care of our repairs. I still have to shell out for first quarter taxes, have to come up with enough for all the other bills for the month, and have to come up with another quarterly tax payment by this time next month.

I also have to figure out how to fund the drilling of a new well in August, to the tune of $15K, probably, before we're done with it all, and I need to be able to pay for it before then to reserve a spot (because August is the first opening they have, and there's only one guy doing it here now).

I don't know what to do.

I've got to make sales, I've got to bring in the scratch, and I can't do it without buyers. I can't create money out of nothing. I can squeeze that stone until the world ends, and the only blood I'll get out of it will be from the damage to my hands. We're looking at no return to anything like a normal rate of sales for at least a year, probably more, and I don't know how at this point.

So please. The links are here:
Note: At this point, it's getting to be impossible for us to get some of the things we need without using Amazon. We haven't done so yet, but I suspect we're going to be stuck very soon. There are two new items on it that, with these rains, we now need desperately: both for mosquito control, because we know the mosquitoes in this state carry West Nile, and we've already lost one family member to that disease. Those are URGENT.  If you can find any of the items on wishlist elsewhere, we'd prefer you purchase there instead of with Amazon (there's even a wishlist function where you can note that it's been purchased somewhere else), but I we realize that they've managed to make themselves essentially indispensable, especially for rural/rez folks like us who are isolated at the best of times. And these are most surely not the best of times.

Please share everything. Thanks.


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