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All those dark clouds for nothing. Not a single flake. It all went south of us. It did leave us with the cold, natch.
Which meant, yes, guess who slept indoors last night, skunk smell and all?
No, it was never really a question. They were always going to wind up indoors. Cricket, too, if he could set aside his fear and PTSD long enough to come in where we are; he still insists on staying in the doghouse, poor kid.
Of course, the cold means that we obviously cannot do any more on the wood trim or deck. Supposedly it's going to hit the fifties again over the weekend, which will allow us to do some more for as long as it lasts, but goddammit, I have to get other work done, and Wings has to get some studio time, because it's already November. He's got several pieces in the works that he hasn't been able to finish because of this nonsense. Also, we need a scaffold, badly, to get the upstairs on the north side, because the ground beneath is steeply angled and dangerous. Not that we could afford to rent one even if anyone local did rent them out, and no one does. I'm at my wits' end.
And most of October's Patreon payment has already gone on bills (including the storage we're still paying for River and his mom even though he's not working here anymore), and there are plenty more to come this month (and more medical stuff for me in early December), and, yes, I'm scared. Dark clouds for nothing, indeed.
We have got to make sales. Normally, Wings would already be in the middle of multiple commissions in the works by now, but nothing's normal anymore. I don't know what to do at this point; I can't conjure money from thin cold air. I posted two new pieces a few nights ago (links here) and another the night after that (links here). The new bracelet in the works is turning out not to be a bracelet at all; I'll explain when it drops, which might be this weekend. He has a number of other things in process, too; I'll post them as he completes them.
At any rate, my stress levels are off the charts along with my pain levels now. For those wondering about my own health issues, see here, although now there's a new wrinkle I'm not even going to bother to try to explain (suffice to say there's no affording treatment); with regard to the work being done, some of the details are here. Thanks to my Patreon subscribers (not sure who?) who updated their cards; I'm now down only between $25 and $50 for October. Still, I'm going to need help to get all this, the plumbing and everything else, done and handled, and I can't do it alone. Folks can help in several ways, and we really need it now:
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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