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That right there? Is a full-sized horse trough, and that's less than an hour's worth of rain in it. Two hours and a big lull in the storm later, and it was over half full. We have another lull now, and we're supposed to get snow overnight, but who knows?
I'm exhausted, in pain, and fed up. We have half a dozen big cash expenses coming up, and no sales. Money lent that I was assured would be repaid today? Of course not. And I am doing all of this impossibly late tonight because it has been one goddamned derailment after another all day today, and what everyone else wants matters more than my own work, as always. I'll be back to it all tomorrow, but right now? I'm just done.
Nothing makes me feel even the slightest bit better [yes, I sais steroids, but there's the steroid headache to contend with, every damn night], and yet I have to maintain this pace. I'm already under unspeakable pressure this year, never mind the need to make up for the last two terrible ones. Our floor for sales and breaking even is making a minimum of one sale per week for the year, and we're still two weeks in the hole now. I don't have enough hours in the day as it is, and I can't afford what's been happening to me. Regardless of side effects or disease progression, I've got to do something to bring in sales. We need to bring in a lot more, because it's grim. Links are here:
- Sales here;
- Testimonials here;
- Amazon wishlist here [priorities are the LaminaSaver, because apparently Miika's out of it again; and the rugs, to replace those destroyed 2 years ago by the leachfield collapse and ensuing septic disaster];
- Patreon here;
- Ko-fi here.
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