Out of order today. Again.

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Yes, out of order today. Again.

It's been mostly a not very good day. I spent most of it sick, by which I don't mean any kind of infectious condition [it virtually never is with me], but simply my autoimmune disease raging entirely out of control on multiple fronts. We had to run a couple of errands, which didn't go especially smoothly, and now my feet are killing me in addition to everything else, but that's the way it is.

And it's progressive, so it's probably not getting appreciably better. Worse, though? Oh, yeah, it can always get worse.

And, of course, everything will be late tonight.

The much worse problem is that Stormy seems not to be feeling at all well, and I can't find any reason for it, but it's scaring the hell out of me all the same. If she not better tomorrow morning, I'll have to see if I can get her in at the vet, but in the meantime, if you could spare some prayers for my little stormy girl, she could use them right now.

The one good thing today is that the wood got delivered out in the county where it was supposed to go. The guy who did it came by near the end of the day and picked up the check, so that's done, at long last. And we now have a contact for this sort of thing if it ever arises again.

And I'm sure it will, because everything's terrible. Firings, unfirings, more firings, funding all still suspended or ended . . . . It's a coup, and a looting, and if folks like us die in the process, they'll count that in the win column.

Because all the usual issues continue apace. So does the work, our own and the vocational stuff that we have no choice but to do. And, of course, 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. Now we have a potential security issue, and I think we're going to have to hire someone to install a camera system here [the distance is too great for the little cheap cameras; this will require something a lot more sophisticated (and a lot more costly, natch)]. 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. But I've got to sell something, for the love of all that's holy. I can't live with this level of unrelenting stress on top of everything else.

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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