Tuesday, June 30, 2020

Even the weeds are dying.

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Even the weeds are dying early. Those things normally don't start turning red until October.

We spoke with our friend in local rescue about pups. There are some things in the works, although probably not before late July. IN the meantime, Esiban was back this morning, and Cricket is much calmer having a friend around even if it's only for a little while at a time.

Aside from that, though? Everything's terrible. And the load I'm carrying trying to keep everything balanced and upright is taking a toll by the day. No rain, and none in the forecast, and the ground is dry as bone. No rain of the other sort, either, and I don't know what I'm going to do come July, which is tomorrow, because forget the well problem, I'm running out of time to cover all of this other stuff. Wings dropped three new and fabulous pairs of earrings a few days ago and another last night; selling all four would cover one quarter's worth of taxes and about a half of the second (and both have to be paid by July 15th). There's also the plumber and getting the flues cleaned. I HAVE to come up with the tax money. That's non-negotiable. I have to bring in $3K in the next few days, or we're screwed.

And by August? Enough to cover the drilling of that damn well, all the pumps and piping, and construction of the well house.

I'm so tired, and I can't conjure money out of nothing. So much stress. So much pain. Just. so. tired.

WE. NEED. SALES. BADLY. So please. The links are here:
[Also, the wishlist is back in force. There are things I absolutely cannot get except through Amazon, and I can't add that stress onto all the others now. It's breaking me.] Please share everything. Thanks.



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