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They fits; they sits. And Wings's chair is no longer his.
They take over everything.
Right now, they're in the doghouse because they took over the old large dog bed and tore it to shreds. And I am annoyed because I cannot get one fucking day to do my work without endless interruptions about bullshit. If we don't make sales, we don't survive. It's as simple as that. So you would think the work would take precedence, but it never does. Speaking of the work, I'll have a new piece up in a few minutes, so watch for it and please share it.
Meanwhile, the need to bring in a bunch more sales this week and the next two to avoid us being thoroughly screwed going into 2021 hasn't changed. There is no economy now. There's nothing. People are literally dying all around us from the government's failures, and I don't know how we keep them, or us, alive unless I bring in a significant number of sales over the next week and a half. Yesterday, we sold my old car (for a tiny fraction of what we could've gotten for it) to a young Indigenous man who needed one badly; Monday, we raided our freezer and Wings took a bunch of meat from that half-hog share we bought to a fellow Indigenous family who can use it. This is nothing special; it's our way. But we have to have the resources to share and/or make otherwise available in the first place.
And I'm still tired. Tired from this stupid shingles vax reaction. Tired from the stresses of this year. Tired in ways no one will ever understand. "Can't hold your own head up because the physical fatigue is too much" tired. I don't care about any of the rest of it. Yeah, our craven and cowardly governor is willing to let us all die. Nothing I do makes a damn bit of difference, but I still have to keep us alive, and other folks, too. So:
And this will sound selfish, but I've spent the whole year working to help other folks survive in the face of some very ugly [and wholly unnecessary] odds, and three days ago, I hit the fucking wall. I'm going to do my work, I'm going to chase sales to keep us alive, adn whatever else we can do to help those we can. That's it. Because the country, the state, their so-called leadership? They're willing to let us die.
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