Actual snow.

Photo copyright Aji, 2025; all rights reserved.

Earlier and elsewhere this afternoon I used the phrase "roiling sky," and that up there? That is it, the very definition of the phrase. This morning it was all sky blue with bands of white fog around the horizon, then the stormy gray, and now? Now, actual snow is falling outside. And collecting. They said eight inches, and I still very much doubt we'll get anywhere near that, but if we have ground cover? That will be a very, very good thing right now.

One bright spot in an otherwise mostly terrible week.

I don't feel as flatly ill as I did yesterday, but I don't feel much better, either. We've both got medical bills, the cash out of pocket kind, coming up at the end of the week, but they're not the kind that will make any difference to my pain levels. I think there's probably nothing that will do that, short of being drugged into oblivion, and that's not possible for a whole host of reasons. But with everything else in the world being such unrelieved horror, I could do without the disease progression now. Yeah, I know; the Stones said it over half a century ago.

But there's an existential horror to each day now, the knowledge that the planet is being killed around us, that all manner of evil is being done at ever greater levels in our names and with our tax dollars, and the hopelessness of doing anything about any of it when our so-called leadership is so cowardly and venal. Right now, I also have to worry about us, medical and dental and other fronts, and most of all right now, about lack of sales, since we've had only one so far in this new year. It takes at least one sale a week [sometimes more] just for us to break even on the year, and last year? We didn't even do half that. We're going to have to replace the well pressure pump, without question. Taxes are coming. My laptop apparently will have to wait yet another year [assuming I can keep this alive that long, which I can't assume for a moment, actually]. So now would still be a good time to buy. TONS of new and fabulous work on the site, and tons more on the way, too. But I've got to sell something, for the love of all that's holy. I won't survive another awful year like last year. Every day I wake up to pain that was worse than the day before. I also wonder what will happen to us if it gets so bad that I can't even do this much every day. Lately, that day is seeming like it's maybe not so far off now, and that scares the hell out of me.

Links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here (Amazon cards are probably most useful at this point); 
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

After such a grim year, this one far worse than the last, we urgently need to begin 2025 on a better footing before taxes take every cent, so please share all of the links. 

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