It's been a terrible day.

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Yeah, beautiful "clouds." Mostly not actual clouds, but whatever. It's been a terrible day.

Mostly because of the illegal acts of this illegitimate administration, which are terrible for everybody. But also because I've been sicker than the proverbial dog all day, my joints are seizing up in terrible, painful ways, and I've had to allow myself to be derailed repeatedly all day long onto other things, which means I'll be up working until midnight. Meanwhile, the wind is absolutely howling outside, so loud that we can hear it even through the adobe walls, and that's going to mean a lot more pain, too. 

There are so many things that need to be done in this country, and the only people willing to do them, it seems, are the ordinary people who are most at risk. In a country populated by people whose privilege means they can afford to pretend that "lack of being positive" is the REAL problem here? Well, let's see; today here it got up to something like 56 degrees when it should be no more than 16. The planet is being killed off around us. HUD, WIC, VA, Medicaid, tribal funds, research funds, all gone [yes, I know about the supposed injunction, and I also know these people think no law applies to them but what they want; who's going to enforce it?]. ICE is detaining Native people and refusing to acknowledge their tribal IDs as legit, all while their bosses are arguing in court that Native people are not birthright citizens, and the locals who voted for that evil motherfucker are busy screaming at the rest of us that we're liars, that none of it is happening, absolute fascist disinformation treated as fact. And I keep getting children in my mentions yapping at me for being insufficiently pure on one front or another, and I'm going to start blocking first and not responding at all, because I am sick unto death of the way people feel like they can speak to me without consequence. And not a one of them is doing anything except sitting there playing Internet edgelord.  I have fucking work to do.

And, of course, I 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, including the ones I posted yesterday: a pair of dancing heart earrings at a lower price point than most of his work; an extraordinary new cuff set with an incredible giant specimen of violet-blue sodalite; and an equally spectacular old-style necklace, big and bold and created in a traditional four-directions design. That dino-bone cuff should be coming yet tonight, I hope [it's done; the problem is not having any time to do my own work today.] 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. 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 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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