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Cricket is such a lonely little dog now. Every night, he cries to me for his lost sibs, and it breaks my heart because I can't fix it. We're going to have to get him a couple of young companions soon. He's lost more in his young and too-painful life than any dog should ever have to lose.
Not today, though. Not much of anything today; a massive migraine, and thanks to the pollen count with drought-resistant things blooming way out of season, my pain levels are so far off the charts that nothing touches it. It's humid again today, but again, no rain.
No rain of the other sort, either, and I don't know what I'm going to do come July, because forget the well problem, I'm running out of time to cover all of this other stuff. Wings dropped three new and fabulous pairs of earrings day before yesterday (and I may have another pair or two to post today, or maybe not); selling all three would cover one quarter's worth of taxes and about a third of the second (and both have to be paid by July 15th). There's also the plumber and getting the flues cleaned.
And by August? Enough to cover the drilling of that damn well, all the pumps and piping, and construction of the well house.
I'm so tired, and I can't conjure money out of nothing. So much stress. So much pain. Just. so. tired.
WE. NEED. SALES. BADLY. So please. The links are here:
[Also, the wishlist is back in force. There are things I absolutely cannot get except through Amazon, and I can't add that stress onto all the others now. It's breaking me.] Please share everything. Thanks.
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