Tuesday, March 16, 2021

Peckish.

Photo copyright Aji, 2021; all rights reserved.

Talk about feeling peckish. The woodpeckers are getting to everything now. We have one baby who's just learning how to be in the world, which is a thing we've never seen here before.

Meanwhile, my brain feels pecked right now. So much to get done, so little time, and so many complications. Today's two are, first, the guy who was supposed to deliver the hay (son to Wings's friend) hasn't been heard from all day, and now it's starting to rain. Second is that Lowe's, after confirming on the first that our freezer would be delivered between noon and 4 PM today, never bothered to confirm by phone, so I logged in to our order, and guess what? They unilaterally switched stores on us, bumped it to the 25th, scheduled it for 8AM to noon when I had specified the opposite, and all of this without so much as a single notice to us. It did not help my mood any that, in the scramble to remove the old one, it tipped over, missed falling on Sunny by a literal hair, and began to leak all over the concrete outside the studio. All for nothing, and the delays have set my own work back badly today, and I'm so frustrated I'm ready to start breaking things.

So no: I don't know when the hay will actually be delivered, because tomorrow morning's out, and so is Thursday morning. The delay on the freezer (and they charged us a FORTUNE this time around for delivery) means delaying our inquiry into Pojoaque's bison program (or any real meat purchases at all right now) and see how much it will cost to buy a share of a buffalo. Early research suggests around ~$2K, so we may need to crowdfund that. The thing about it is that it won't feed only us; it'll get shared with other folks.

Sunday, we submitted an application to the state for a grant that, if we're lucky enough to get it, will cover about 2/3 of the cost of the well we have to drill as soon as possible ("as soon as possible" being months in the offing yet, because $15K total for the whole operation, and also they're booked for several months already). And then there's Wings's hearing aids, because I think he's finally convinced that we need to make the investment. I'm going to need to set up PayPal pools to fund them, absent making a whole bunch of sales now. It's endless, and I am so tired just thinking about it.

Meanwhile, I'm way behind, still have to deal with taxes, second vaccine dose due tomorrow, and assuming it comes off as scheduled, I have to be prepared to be useless for several days thereafter, and I don't have that kind of spare time. Meanwhile, like the expenses, the work keeps piling on, and we're not making any sales (2 since the first of the year, and there's no way we survive on that, never mind help anyone else). The last couple of years have required us to dig deep and ante up to help others at a level we've never done before. This year? Has already buried that. But as I said about that being why we do what we do, especially now in these days of pandemic, it's become abundantly clear that too often, there IS NO tomorrow, and the only chance you might have to help someone stay alive is TODAY. Things are bad locally; no economy, nothing. No vaccines for most folks dependent on the state system, either. We have lost SO much to 2020 (and already in 2021), so very, very many people, and the gifts and the talents and the knowledge and the wisdom they carried too often lost with them. People have needed so much more help than we could give them, but we did as much as we could, even when it put us in a bind, and we will need to do much more of that this year. People continue to need help, and we give it, but we're up well over $2 grand in just that one week, and a whole lot more before and since. 

I can juggle for now, but I've got to find it again somewhere. Part of my work involves me reorganizing the Web site and then promoting the hell out of everything again. That's on top of all the other work I need to do around here, and I have been mostly useless, largely due to the recent flurry of episodes with my health. For every episode, it takes me multiple days to recover, all while hoping that another one doesn't set me back even further. That's not good. Too many people need help, and the government remains determined to see us die. There's work to do. This is why I've had to stop doing some things; there are just not enough hours in the day anymore, and I've got to make it all of this up somewhere. So:
  • Sales here
  • Testimonials here
  • Amazon wishlist here (LaminaSaver for Miika is now urgent);
  • Patreon here;
  • Ko-fi here.

And if you've been contemplating a purchase? This would be a very, very good time to do it; I've got to make up this staggering outlay somehow. There's even new work, here and here and now here, among other new pieces from 3 weeks ago, too, so please watch for them and share the links. 


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