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What is it? It's the inset panel of the left-hand door of my kitchen island. It was built using those tiny screws and even tinier nails, and somehow, everything came out. Wings is taking a belt-and-suspenders approach to it, using wood glue [hence the clamps]. Then we'll pick up more of the right size nails and screws and he'll put it back in place. [No, he's not the one who built it; he's just fixing it.]
It's been a godawful day in too many ways. My pain levels are off the charts, partly, I assume, because yesterday was chemo day, complicated by the doctor's appointments, either of which is enough to wipe me out anyway. most of the day was nothing but derailments, so here I am, at nine-fifteen in the fucking evening, all over again.
This is the last week for that nonsense. I'm not doing this again. I can't.
And I've got too damn much to do. I need to bring in a lot more sales than what we've been doing, because there's all the medical stuff to pay for, new scrips, and a bunch of equipment stuff he needs for his work. It's been a ridiculously expensive year already [on top of last year], but if we can just continue to make regular weekly sales, we'll be fine. But we need to make those sales now. I posted seven new works by Wings this past week, but I've got to sell them for it to make any difference. There's a lot of gorgeous new work up, and that includes several pairs of brand new earrings are a more modest price point than most of this work. And to that end, links are here:
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