Light through the bars.

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Sometimes it's harder when you can see the light through the bars.

You know there's a world out there to live in, but you can't get free to do it.

That's where I am right now. The depression took full hold a few weeks ago, and it owns me now. I couldn't even keep my doctor's appointment this morning (and that's going to cost me even more, because I have to pay the same-day-cancel fee now), because i woke up in a full-blown, full-body allergic reaction this morning. The only thing I've managed to accomplish so far is helping Wings pick up the truck from the garage, where it was in for an adjustment of its eternal idle problems. I still have to pick up my equipment , pay my penalty, and, of course, go to my other doctor's appointment next week. Wings has another appointment, too, plus the radiology business at the hospital. And my reschedule is for two weeks out, so there's that, too. Forget about the plumbing stuff; no one's had time even to think about it, much less figure out the cost and get anything scheduled.

The dollars are just marching out the door on the daily, and there's nothing I can do about it, because we lived in one of the most uncivilized countries in the world. To make all this happen, I have to bring in a lot more scratch — a LOT more — to cover everything, and that means sales, which are way, way down. My pain levels are also completely out of control these days, the kind of pain that renders you utterly non-functional, except that I don't have a choice but to keep working at everything. So you know what comes next.

Sales here; testimonials here; wishlist (such as it is still — I've added some candles of the nontoxic variety to deal with the lingering mildew odor in the utility room while it's drying out from the plumbing disaster, the kind that are not supposed to impair my breathing, the kind we can't get locally; I've also added a couple of supplements I have to take and our one real vice, the coffee we prefer [cheaper by the case]) here. 

Speaking of testimonials, new ones are posted at long last; if you haven't submitted yours, please do, because this helps us make sales (and we keep you as anonymous as you want to be; you can see the kinds of options people choose in the various entries). We need more folks to send them in, too. 

Wings dropped three new pieces two days ago, including an absolutely phenomenal pair of dangle earrings; the post is here. That's on top of several new bead pieces a couple of weeks ago; you can find the summary post here. The new butterfly concha belt dropped a few days ago, and it is absolutely incredible. We really need to sell it; that would take care of looming medical stuff, at least in part. And he's working on three major silverwork necklaces right now (with more earrings in the offing), and those may be ready today, or failing that, tomorrow (pendants are done; necklaces remain). And while I spend every spare moment chasing those sales, there aren't many spare moments for me these days, especially with my ongoing breathing issues and whatever else is going on that they haven't identified yet; new labs and meds and equipment to that end having to be paid for next week. So please, help us get the word out. I've got to bring in more sales somehow.



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