Snow. And hackers again, and bills. Sales very badly needed to make it through the next weeks. Subscribers and shares, too.

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Yesterday evening. We got rain overnight, but there's snow on the Spoonbowl this morning. We might get some here tomorrow, if the forecast can be believed (which it can't at least not until we see it). 

The day's already been thoroughly colonized, thanks to the latest round of attempts to hack us. It's making for a bloody inconvenient day, allowing me to get nothing else done but deal with this crap. On top of that, we have a major plumbing leak (a problem in the line from the washer), and the bill at the end of today is going to be a problem. So, too, is the bill from the garage when the truck is done, and the car needs work badly (I'm hoping to get off with nothing more than replacement of the right front CV joint and tire, but that's optimistic, and we can't do it now, because it's our only means of transportation while the truck's in the shop). No respite from the medical bills (or the medical problems that led to them in the first place), and I am so far beyond tired already that I can't even think. As I said, from this point forward, it'll be mostly just the links. Pain and fatigue have taken over, they are permanent companions right now, never letting go, and there's simply no room for much else:

• My new Patreon, The Interstices (Writing Between Worlds);
• Wings's site, for sales, with new items posted;
• Wings's direct PayPal link;
• A way to buy me coffee (which actually goes to all of our medical bills, which continue to mount);
• Amazon wishlist, which mostly consists of animal and household stuff;
• Partial registry #1, from Bed, Bath and Beyond. There are new kitchen-y things on it now, stuff that I didn't realize we'd need to replace (either because the RV ruined it or because we gave it away when we had to downsize).

For those wondering about the kennel on the Amazon wishlist: With the advent of colder weather, the wild dogs are, well, wild. They have been taking off running at dawn and not coming back for hours; when they do, they're often filthy, as though they've been digging in the distant neighbor's pigsty (literal, not metaphorical; they have pigs). Blue managed to lose her coat in the process, and Coyote came back the other day with a puncture in her flank and bite marks all over her head, where some other, clearly much larger dog went after her (probably the same one that came here on our land over the summer and tore up Raven's muzzle). We're at our wits' end when it comes to keeping the little monsters safe without locking them in a crate all the time, so a dog run is the best we can come up with. Unfortunately, that's way out of the budget with all the repairs and bills hanging over our heads right now.

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