Friday, and it has been *a day*.

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Friday, and it has been a day. At least my honey brought me those. They're beautiful, and they smell lovely, too.

I had so much to do today that couldn't be avoided, and a lot of it was physical labor: laundry, linens, outdoor stuff, indoor stuff, even made homemade adobo potato soup with bacon, garlic, and chives, which will be great tonight because it's freaking cold out there again. And there's all the mutual-aid stuff, and I've got a few that have to get resolved; I've also got about four people who have not gotten back to me, and if you don't get back to me, I'm not sure what you expect me to do, because I can't just snap my fingers and make it all happen by magic. If folks won't respond with the info required, there's nothing I can do about it, but my time and bandwidth are both limited, and I'm done chasing people around. I get up every morning to new requests in my inbox.  There's a long line behind them.

And then there's the date: This would've been my dad's birthday, and if you know me well at all, you know those kinds of reminders are for me. If he were still alive? He'd be 102 today. But these kinds of markers are hard, and not for the reasons most people think.

But I'm still dealing with all the crap regarding my health, or, more accurately, lack thereof. As I said yesterday, I'm so tired. Just . . . the fatigue is killing me. And yes, that's part and parcel of chemo, even the low-dose chemo they use in people like me for autoimmune disease, because it does cause cell death [which is why I take methylated folate on my non-chemo days]. But I have felt for weeks as though my body is literally dying around me, breaking down at the most basic level and dying, and I'm so over this already. And since my right knee finally decided to go back into place the other day, today, my left one decided it was time to pull the same nonsense. It's partially dislocated, the swelling and pain are immense, and no, there's nothing I can do except ride out it out, which is all I can do with any of this shit.

And on top of it all, my own regular work is endless, which is why I'm still doing it this late in the evening. I've got to bring in a bunch of sales, not least because of that HUGE chunk of cash that we were not anticipating having to lay out this week. And aside from that, we just simply need to have a much better sales year overall, with fewer catastrophes outside our control, than the last two have presented us. And that means, just to break even, at least one sale per week [and we haven't made one yet in 2026, so we're already two full weeks behind, and we need to rectify that tonight, and then some]. To that end, links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here [priorities are the rugs, to replace those destroyed 2 years ago by the leachfield collapse and ensuing septic disaster; and the LaminaSaver, because apparently Miika's out of it again];
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

And we do still need to make those regular weekly [daily now, really] sales, so please share all of the links. We really do need to begin this year on a better footing than the last two.

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