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That's all we got: a faint dusting, just a tiny bit of graupel between the hardened, icy bits of remnant snow. As a metaphor, it seems both especially apt and one that leaves a lot to be desired.
I thought I was feeling marginally human again finally when I got up this morning, but I was wrong; the fatigue from the incident two mornings ago has settled in thoroughly, and I am so exhausted I can barely think. Meanwhile, the work never ends, even in a drought.
Sunny's home, and more freaked by the whole thing than Stormy was, but he's otherwise fine. It wound up being something like $235+ for him, probably because he was over 50 pounds and she was under. At any rate, within the last six days, we've had to shell out $225 for Stormy's spaying, $235 for his neutering, $40 for my remaining scrip, and we also paid $200, unexpectedly, for a load of wood two days ago, more to help the guy 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 badly 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 week-plus has been brutal. I have had to justify my humanity repeatedly and be told that it's not enough, and I am 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 two mornings ago 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.
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 there will be two more new pieces shortly, so please watch for them and share the links.
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