It will be very cold tonight.

Photo copyright Aji, 2022; all rights reserved.

The snow started last night and continued until dawn. We awakened to this: four inches deep on flat surfaces, windblown and drifted everywhere else. It began snowing again before mid-morning and continued until just the last few minutes.

It will be very cold tonight.

Multiple brownouts last night and a couple this morning, so as usual, the local infrastructure isn't standing up to even the smallest bit of weather. Meanwhile, they keep trying to get more people to colonize this place, without upgrading the grid or providing redundancy, and we may be in for a long winter in other ways at this point.

This morning was filled with errands of the "can't put off any longer" variety, which is why everything's late today. the bigger problem is that there is now apparently exactly ONE place to get an acetylene torch refilled (the guy Wings uses), and he's not around. We went by twice, and nothing. No way to get hold of him, either. All the other places in town that used to do it have apparently stopped, and if we can't get hold of this guy, we're screwed. This sets us back even further, and I'm beside myself at this point.

But all I can do is ignore it, because right now, I have no spare time for anything except trying to bring in more income. I will be doing nothing but pushing sales for at least the next five weeks. But I need to make this happen sooner rather than later, because the tax burden won't wait, and there's too much else that needs doing, even as my illness leaves me with less function by the day now. It's everything, from pain to balance to ability to walk properly to ability to use my hands properly, and the damage is increasing even as I'm running out of time to do it all. And Twitter's incipient destruction is going to deprive us of our biggest sales audience, and that means I'm going to be putting in twelve-hour days after the holidays trying to set up alternatives that won't have the effectiveness or the reach, and I am so demoralized by now that there aren't words. Which means I need help to get everything covered. We. Need. Sales.

All the links are here; please, share them, too (and there's a new wishlist priority, the automatic composter, which will do wonders for saving on waste and allow Wings to compost the land and trees regularly even through the winter; my physical function is impaired enough now that things can only get done if I have the help of equipment like this):

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here (priorities are, first and foremost, the automatic composter and the wheelbarrow, then the other ladder);
• 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 late next year at the earliest, and this year's tax burden means we would never be able to afford it anyway. But it's 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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