So tired.

Photo copyright Aji, 2022; all rights reserved.

That was yesterday. That white sky in the photo is neither overexposure nor clouds; it's wildfire smoke. And it's an accurate representation of the sky then. We had more of it this morning, mostly blown out now by a shift in the winds earlier, but the winds have just kicked up in a big way, coming from the west, so I expect to see a lot more of this nonsense.

But the feds "can't do anything. Congress." I'm so tired of this bullshit. 

Tired, too, of trying to make everything work. More of the land dying. The ATV just died, too. No, I don't know why; we're starting with the battery, but it sounds to me like something else. If charging it doesn't work, we'll know it's not that. Either way, we've got a high four figures in expenses that I cannot meet, and without sales, will not be able to. I've realized that I can't cancel my pain therapy without risking undoing what I've already done. I've got to pay nearly a thousand on all of that, plus Wings's upcoming appointment (which will kick it over that line). Hay and the ATV and the farrier and horse vet. Taxes, fucking taxes, even though it seems that nobody can do anything to help even as they keep taking taking taking. And at some point, the car needs to be hauled to the shop and the battery apparently replaced again, and that's going to have to wait until fall, probably. I am at my wits' end, I am frustrated, I am angry. And we get no help from a government that would rather we die of COVID. With my monthly income going down by several hundred shortly, we're in trouble.

Links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here (priorities are first and foremost, the other ladder, the Thermacell lanterns [the flies are already out, so the mosquitoes won't be far behind], and the liquid soaps, which we can't get locally but prevent our hands from cracking and bleeding given that we're forced to wash them fifty times a day);
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

We're still hoping to put aside enough for a new well when the ground thaws enough to drill in the spring, too, Nah, we've given up on the well. No one's available to drill before the latter half of summer, and the tax burden means we would never be able to afford it anyway. But it's perhaps even more of a good time to make a purchase, because Uncle Sam is a vindictive colonizer, and my current stress levels about paying it all are off the charts. And there's lots of fabulous work, so please share all of the links. 

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