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Beautiful, and bitterly cold. That area above is actually shallower than it looks, because of all the blowing and drifting. Out in the fields where it was able to accumulate evenly, Wings measured about a foot. The forecast was for under an inch.
Today it's warming fast, which means that it'll be melting fast, but they say we have a decent chance of more this weekend, probably from that storm that's battering the West Coast right now, and more next week at midweek. We'll take it all; the land here has been dying too long.
Of course, it all makes more work for both of us, and I'm sore as hell today from shoveling. I didn't even do much compared to him, because he won't allow to stay at it long, worrying about my breathing, but I couldn't let him do all of it by himself. One of the local groups advertising free shoveling services for elders, though? What they don't advertise is that they're colonizer conversionists. We both, though long hard experience, know how to read between the lines, though, and I confirmed it with some research, so that's a big ol' NOPE for us.
Now, though? Now I've got to get back to work, because we have GOT to make some sales. [New work here, BTW.] Our outlay this month has been absolutely staggering, and I've got to start making it up somewhere. Meanwhile, I'm struggling daily with my health, and this weekend was murderous. I'm feeling a little better again today, which means that I will necessarily overdo it just to try to catch up a little bit, and then I will pay for it later this week, but that's the way it has to be.
It wound up being something like $235+ for Sunny, probably because he was over 50 pounds while Stormy was under 50. At any rate, within the last week or so, we've had to shell out $225 for Stormy's spaying, $235 for his neutering, $40 for my remaining scrip, and we also paid $400, unexpectedly, for two loads of wood two days ago, more to help the guys trying to sell it than out of any immediate need. It won't go to waste; at this elevation, we use it nearly year-round. But it wasn't planned; it was just that someone needed the help. At some point, I'm going to have to make it up somewhere, and my Patreon still has nearly $300 in subscriptions for December still unpaid, so folks, please check your cards and the expirations.
The last two weeks have been brutal on a whole bunch of fronts. I have had to justify my humanity repeatedly and be told that it's not enough, and I said I was done: No more; I don't care; I'm done. I'm so tired, in ways people who don't deal with my health issues will never understand anyway, and dealing with another episode of nearly dying last week is going to be with me for a while, physically and mentally both. And I have to get back to my own work, back to making masks for folks, and most of all, back to making sales, which are at record lows now. but I had to do it anyway again the other day. It's hard knowing that you don't matter, that the world would just as soon see you die and be happy about it.
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 can cover the bills. We have lost SO much to 2020, so very, very many people, and the gifts and the talents and the knowledge and the wisdom they carried too often lost with them. Because this state has followed the lead of the country and refused to do what was required, we are about to see a very big spike in new cases, probably as early as two weeks from now; the current spike in deaths remains sustained daily. People have needed so much more help than we could give them, but we did as much as we could, even when it put us in a bind, and we will need to do much more of that this year. So:
And if you've been contemplating a purchase? Marking the birth of 2021 would be a very, very good time to do it. There's even new work, here and here and now here, among other new pieces, so please watch for them and share the links.
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