Yeah, yeah, out of order again.

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Whew, what a day.

Yeah, yeah, out of order again. On days like this, there's no real choice.

Trash day, so nothing happens until the guy picks up, but that means the gate has to be open, which means the dogs have to be locked up in the dog run [except CriWket, of course, because it's hopeless even to think about catching the (literally) feral boy]. we were going to do one early errand, but then our wood guy called wanting to come by on his way north, so we bumped that one to next week. He knows us, and so early this week, he was willing to deliver a cord of wood to a relative who needed it because of a grandson with traditional obligations right now, and then come by and pick up the check today. So that was one big expense.

Then, it was scrips and pharmacy supplies, except my main Rx wasn't ready yet, so we had to leave and go back later [and that was all more big expense]. In the meantime, we did the other errand we had planned for today, which was to go see our friends the bead ladies and get Wings restocked for his four current works in progress, plus others that he'll be doing this spring. That's our haul up there, and whew, it was pricey [BIG expense, but it's an investment in his work, so it's a bit different], but it's amazing quality and the work that results will be phenomenal as a result. And it was the first chance we'd had to see them after the loss of their grandson/nephew, so we got to spend a little time visiting, too.

Then it was the feed store for the animals eating us out of house and home [more big expense], and finally, I got a chance to eat something about 3PM [sometimes my illness is such that I can't eat before we go anywhere, and on days like this, I very often don't have a chance until late in the day. Not fun, lemmetellya, but it's the way it is.

And 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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