Spring.

Photo copyright Aji, 2024; all rights reserved.

March first. First day of meteorological spring.

I hate spring.

It's the absolute worst season of the year, and today, it was already winding up to let fly for an ugly weekend tomorrow and Sunday. No, no rain, no snow; just wind, endless fucking gale-force wind.

Those clouds are all gone; the sun set on perfectly clear skies tonight. So it'll be cold, and then tomorrow will be a mess.

I spent the day trying to get my scrips. Out of four, they had ONE. Two and three were supposedly "in process"; the fourth they insist they never got, even though my doctor's office has sent it three separate times in two different ways, with confirmation. Meanwhile, Walgreen's has refused to transfer that scrip, and I got an e-mail at the end of the day saying THEY'D filled it, despite it not being on auto-fill, and of course, those fuckers are closed all weekend. This system is designed to kill us, and this fucking government likes it that way.

I'm so tired of bullshit.

Meanwhile, every hour I'm forced to spend chasing down the things that are supposed to be simply done but never are is another hour I can't spend on my work. I've got to get the tax stuff compiled and to our preparer, and then, of course, we'll have to pay the damn thing [the tax bill, not the preparer]. I also have to bring in enough to pay for digging a new leachfield as soon as we can get it done, and for paying out $200 cash every 8-10 days in the meantime until it's done [the most recent having been two days ago].  It was $250 out the door on medical stuff Wednesday, and of these four very costly scrips, today's was $122, but my GoodRX card managed to get it down to $49, which is still absurd, but here we are.

We've also had four now five requests for help here in the last two weeks, and a lot of it's tradish stuff, which means we can't say no. There will be a lot more of that this year, and when you occupy a [very relative] position of privilege, you have an obligation to help. I am also going to ahve to replace my laptop, and at some point, I will need to get a wheelchair, because even suppressing my immune system entirely is not going to regenerate the missing cartilage and repair the ongoing joint and connective tissue damage that comes from a lifetime of being refused treatment. I'm still not going to be able to stand for very long or walk very far, and that is the only way around it at this point. 

But to do it, I need help. As I said, Wings has a great deal of new work on the site: the newest three listed above, plus other necklaces, Warrior Woman pins, Pueblo pins, lots of new earrings. There are two new pairs of absolutely ethereal earrings from last week, and an extraordinary new necklace in the form of a spirit messenger. Go look; there's phenomenal work on there, new and less so. An as always, all the regular links are listed below, with sales, as always, being the most important:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here (priorities now are the liquid soaps and the descalers that I can't get here, the dog treats for the monsters, and the newest thing at the top, a harness that will let me haul my camera around [which I have to do for our work] without further damaging my neck, now that the pain has become intolerable); 
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

After such a grim 2023, we really need to get this year moving onto a better footing, so please share all of the links. 

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