Getting the bad part out of the way.

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It's the last day of my personal year. No fiery sunrise today; that one up there was yesterday. We do have a little snow on one of the peaks, though. My birthday is supposed to arrive on that weather phenomenon that is hardest on my body, high winds, so I can only hope that, rather than an omen, it's an example of the year getting the bad part out of the way up front.

I wish I could get the bad part out of the way on everything else. We sent $1,100 cash out the door day before yesterday on supplies Wings needs to build holiday inventory, which takes us down to nothing, for all practical purposes. This wasn't even for the cabs he needs; this was tools and wheels and supplies and wire and so forth. But it's the kind of investment we have no choice but to make this time of year. In the meantime, go check out (and share the links for) Wings's newest piece, which just dropped night before last, here and here. It's extraordinary. The rest is partly cut-and-paste/partly new, because while I got one major thing accomplished late last night and a couple of minorish things in process this morning, I'm way behind, as always, and if I don't bring in some consistent sales/orders soon, I don't know what we're going to do. Also? It's mid-October already, which means we're solidly into holiday commission season. It takes time for Wings to design and create custom pieces, so if you're planning on ordering gifts for the holidays, now is the time to get hold of me, here, to begin the process.

As I said, this whole week has been crappy ("stupefyingly awful" was the phrase I used, and that still holds) on the personal front, some of it for annual historical reasons, some of it a part of ongoing issues, some of it just . . . it just is, and I can't fix it; I can only get through it as best I can when it crops up again. The weather is changing, and I've spent the weeks with both hips slightly dislocated, which means that my knees, ankles, and feet are, too. The pain is . . . something. It makes ordinary work that much harder. Right now, I'm just trying to get through far too many things, with too much pain hobbling me at every turn. If you feel like cheering me up, my birthday is in tomorrow, and our Amazon wishlist is here. I just discovered that they now give you the option of ordering the list itself roughly by priority, so you'll find that it looks different: most important items near the top, less crucial ones near the end. Scroll down, and you'll see that there are items for as little as $6.99. My problem is that, having grown up in the kind of grinding poverty that I did, and all the fear that comes with it, I can't bring myself to buy even $6.99 "luxury items" for myself. With my disabilities comes increasing difficulty and fatigue with just the basics, like cooking and cleaning, and nearly everything on that list is on there simply because it would make my work easier in some way. But I've been doing without all these years, and I can't get myself over the psychological hurdle of thinking that it's okay to buy something for myself that would make things easier. Poor Indigenous fundy guilt is a remarkably persistent thing.

As I also said, I also paid out $1,600 in quarterly taxes at the beginning of this week, and we need to make that up to cover repairs and medical. Absolutely everything is geared around making sales right now. Wings dropped six new works a few days ago, so please share them far and wide (and buy! the holidays are around the corner!). He has more in the works right now. And speaking of now, I also have to get a whole bunch of other things done besides. So again today, the rest is mostly cut-and-paste, but it's all still all too terribly relevant, and it all still matters.

My Patreon, albeit [now only] $390 short (thank you to the patron who checked their subscription!), went in its entirety to those quarterly taxes. I had to pull a few hundred from other commitments to make it. Between August and September, our income has been reduced by more than $650 thanks to some Patreon subscribers' cards being declined (apparently mostly an issue of expiration, but folks aren't checking their subscriptions, I guess). That has put me in a huge bind right now, because that income? It usually pays medical stuff, utilities, groceries, gas, and this month, it would have gone to a high electric bill and a $300+ annual propane tank rental, but this month, it goes on taxes, and even putting my entire Patreon earnings for September toward it, it's still $400 short. So folks, please, PLEASE check your cards that are on file with Patreon, even if you think yours was paid, because it may not have been.

And I still have to get to weatherizing the wood (we have to do it ourselves because we can't afford to pay to have it done, health issues or no) before the snow hits. The too much to do mostly involves chasing sales, and as I said above, every single thing I do has to be geared around that goal right now. This should be the start of our busiest season, and it's dead, dead, dead, and I don't know how we make it trough the winter if things don't look up very, very soon. The rest is mostly [but not entirely] cut-and-paste, but no less accurate or urgent for that. 

As always, I'll bump Ona's post (the new one) back to the top in a moment. This is urgent, and while the GFM is now raising funds at a better pace, it's not anything near what's going to be needed to keep him on track for recovery. We need y'all to keep sharing while the family tries to get transport issues sorted out and keep his recovery going simultaneously. [The transport stuff will require a lot of logistical finessing on a lot of fronts, not the least of which is the medical one, so it's a long process. I may also have a small fundraising announcement tomorrow; we'll see, but please be on the lookout for that, as well.]

With regard to the other stuff referenced above: For those wondering about my own health issues, see here; with regard to the work being done, some of the details are here. We still have to get the plumber in to finish up, and I regard that as a bigger priority right now in practical terms, so whatever we take in sales-wise will have to go to that. Right now, we can't do even that, much less the weatherization stuff, and it's a big, big problem.

Anyway. Back to the grind; so I need help to get all this done. Folks can help in several ways, and we really need the help now:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Wishlist here;
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi  here . 

On the wishlist, now the cold is here at night, the flies are getting chased out by the cold, so the top priority is the candles, to deal with the residual mildew odor in the utility room (second priority is the kitchen/bath stuff, especially the dispensers/caddies). It's all important, though.  A lot of what's on it now doesn't qualify as necessities, even though most people probably wouldn't exactly call them luxuries, either. But with my various disabling conditions, anything that makes work and getting through the day physically easier for me is significant, and for someone from my background, these kinds of things are luxuries, but they are the small kind that simply help make daily living a lot easier for me. 

We still have to schedule the plumber out here to finish that before real winter (the utility room work, not the mildew, and yeah, I know I said that last week and the week before and the week before that, too, but there's no money for it). Our electric bill for the summer has been sky-high, in relative terms, because of the need to keep the fan running to push it out the window. And the costs on all of this are killing us right now. And as I said above, we're going to have to do our own weatherization, because we just can't afford to hire it done.

And as I said, sales are ideal, of course; one or two of Wings's bigger pieces would cover the whole shot for this round of work. Patreon subscriptions are good, too. Either way, it's a trade for value. But I'm already feeling panicked at what we thought would be our schedule being so suddenly and thoroughly upended, and we'll take it however it comes at this point. 

Please share everything, because I'm suddenly back behind the eight-ball on a whole additional front, and yeah, I'm scared about covering everything and surviving, too. Thanks.

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