Interesting times.

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Interesting skies. Apt for interesting times, I guess, and yes, I mean that in the sense of the old curse. These days are horrifying, terrifying, riddled with Nazis and with purest evil, but "uninteresting" they are not.

In theory, we'll have snow for at least parts of this week. I think I'm on pretty safe ground saying that we definitely will have wind: he kind of gale-force trickster winds that shouldn't be here for another two months yet, but we don't have any norms of weather and climate here anymore.

I said yesterday that I'm having to scale way back on what I can do: From now on, no more than one day a week in town. Shipping will be on Fridays [unless we have a medical or other appointment in town on another day of a given week, or it's for a holiday/birthday/etc. that requires delivery by a specific date], and I'll be holding all orders until then. I can't do this. It's very literally killing me, and I want to be around for a good while yet. If you want to know why, it's all in yesterday's post; suffice here to say that I'm not ready for other planes of existence just yet. But this week hasn't started off particularly promising in that regard, since I've spent much of today trying to arrange for firewood for someone else, and I can't arrange the logistics of it because I'm not there and thus don't have that info, and now I'm behind on everything else.

It doesn't help that the world is still on fire, they're still coming for us all, and we still have to worry about our communities, about our relatives [both of whom are disproportionately affected by this illegal "funding suspension"], . . . and about us. Last year was indescribably bad on pretty much every single front, especially sales. This year, already a month into it, and it's not appreciably better. I have GOT to make some sales, since we've had only two so far in this new year, and we're already in the second month. It takes at least one sale a week [sometimes more] just for us to break even on the year, and last year? We didn't even do half that. We're going to have to replace the well pressure pump, without question. Taxes are coming. My laptop apparently will have to wait yet another year [assuming I can keep this alive that long, which I can't assume for a moment, actually]. So now would still be a good time to buy. TONS of new and fabulous work on the site, and tons more on the way, too [two new pairs of Red Creek jasper earrings yet tonight, and with luck, a new royal lapis necklace maybe tomorrow]. But I've got to sell something, for the love of all that's holy. I won't survive another awful year like last year. Every day I wake up to pain that was worse than the day before. I also wonder what will happen to us if it gets so bad that I can't even do this much every day. Lately, that day is seeming like it's maybe not so far off now, and that scares the hell out of me. My current pain levels make me worry that it might be nearer than I know, and I don't know we'll do if that happens.

Links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here (Amazon cards are probably most useful at this point); 
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

After such a grim year, this one far worse than the last, we urgently need to begin 2025 on a better footing before taxes take every cent, so please share all of the links. 

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