In abeyance.

Photo copyright Aji, 2024; all rights reserved.

The birds gathered this morning; there was a distinct feeling of waiting, as though they know what events the cosmos has slated for midday today, and have their own observances to conduct. That was early this morning, of course; we've been indoors since and will remain so for a good while.

It feels as though the whole world is in abeyance. To have a total eclipse occurring at the same moment as the new moon seems momentous, prophetic, even. The feel of the world, with so much that is so terrible, only reinforces such notions. Our job is to make sure the terrible does not get a chance to dominate.

So far, colonial humanity, at least, is failing miserably at the task.

This is going to be a very disrupted and disruptive week. Again. People should expect to see me only when they see me, expect everything to be late, expect typos and other problems [my hands are murder right now], and just generally expect chaos. There's nothing I can do about any of it. The entire last year has been hard on us in so many ways that I can't even begin to list them all. And now I've got to deal with the payment part of our taxes, and where I'd hoped to pay them all at once, that's not remotely possible. 

Not unless I bring in more than $6K in sales in the next couple of days.

But sales are at a standstill. Unless that changes, all we can do is send what we can, and pay the penalties and interest over the course of the year. I had really hoped to pay them all at once and be able to spend the rest of the year prepaying for next year [as we were not able to do for this year, because of the unrelenting demands from all quarters that have only ramped up already this year]. 

But this means that we are done with giving for a good while. We gave away far too much last year for our own good, and this year has already outpaced it, and for now, we are done. We have no choice. On top of all that, we had to pay out nearly $10K [cash] since the leachfield failed on Christmas Day to deal with the septic disaster. On top of that, my Patreon, our steadiest source of monthly income, is down more than $700 a month since this time last year. Do you what that kind of hit does to folks like us? So we're done donating for a while, locally or otherwise. I have to get the tax bill monkey off my back, in full, and get next year's prepayments taken care of as well, before we'll be able to help anyone else. My health is fragile already, and I cannot go through this again. 

Somehow, I have to bring in sales. This is what they used to call the drop-dead moment in a process or dynamic, and we're at it. If you're in the market, now would be a really, REALLY good time. There's lots of new work on the site, including a fabulous new pair of earrings and five new Warrior Woman pins. And as always, all the regular links are listed below, with sales, as always, being the most important:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here ( we'll always need the dog treats for the monsters, and Amazon and Lowe's cards [the Lowe's cards are probably going to have to go on a new fridge, so I'm hoarding them]); 
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

After such a grim 2023, and with this year starting off MUCH worse, we really need to get 2024 moving onto a better footing, so please share all of the links. 

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