Is this week done yet?

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Is this week done yet?

Obviously not. But I should not, once again, just be getting to today's basic posts at 7:30 at night. This is ridiculous.

Then again, this whole week has been trash.

And today, I had some silly twit of a colonizer in the NDN Silver mentions at the blue place, telling me I should be ashamed of myself and yelling at me, "You're lazy!" because I post the outreach campaign's wishlist. Because I'm "paying oligarchs" and nothing, not even the saving of an unsheltered person's life in -11 actual temps, justifies giving a cent to Amazon.

I'm sure you can imagine just how well that went over with me.

After I blocked her, she apparently continued to whine, from her comfortable seat in Texas, that *I* "attacked" *her*; never mind that she showed up in my mentions out of nowhere, with no justification, and she certainly hasn't done any of the work, to attack ME. You do that, on those grounds? Damn straight I will tell you "you're a bad person." But facts never matter to Beckys and Karens, and they will always pull the [faux] victim card with us after starting shit. 

They gonna learn.

So, since folks are calling me lazy, let's recap the tiny amount of nothing I've done this week, all while barely able to walk and in agonizing pain every second of every day, shall we?  Aside from all my own work, I got life-saving gear gathered and sorted and transferred to another volunteer who came to pick it up; I passed out more life-saving gear to two guys braving the murderous cold under only a sleeping bag, with their two dogs [and Wings got them medical and other supplies]; I shared multiple GFMs and donated to two, ginning up other donations as I went; I raised over $3,000 in a matter of hours for shelter transport; I raised some unknown amount toward the insurance premium for for Pueblo's arts center [and still am]; I bought a dozen hot meals for folks in need of one [and caused a friend to buy five more]; I arranged for some folks in desperate need of heat to come and pick up some of our firewood; and I don't remember the other things off the top of my head.

But I'm lazy.

People wouldn't know it, but I've always been shy. And IRL as well as online, that apparently makes certain types of people think that they can speak to me any old way. Welp, I'm old now, and no one gets away with that shit anymore. You'll go away spanked.

I am so fucking tired. Of everything. Of this evil that's flowering like some toxic death bloom all around us now. Of the people who will shit on us for trying to do something while they sit in the comfort of their little colonizer lives and think screaming at Native people, already under attack, is "doing something." I'm tired of being in constant agonizing pain, too, and not being able to the simplest things anymore, but that's not gonna change, either, so best to focus on what might if we actually do the work.

And, of course, I need to chase sales daily. 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. 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. One will be old-style traditional necklace a giant Four Sacred Directions pendant set with giant old turquoise and strung on beads; one will be that extraordinary cuff I posted here the other day. You can see the pendant and the band in the shote above; they're waiting for the stones to be set and for buffing [and beads for the necklace]. But I've got to sell something, for the love of all that's holy. We're already down three sales on the year so far, and that trend CANNOT continue again. I won't survive another awful year like last year.

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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