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Stormy, giving new meaning to the phrase "high on grass." She rolls in it every single evening, and then tries to come in without shaking off. Of course, once in, that's when she shake . . . all over the house. So she has to get brushed down first before she's allowed inside.
Of course, with a little snow, it would tamp that down and she'd feel better, and it wouldn't be so dry. We got a few sprinkles a half-hour ago, not even enough to settle the dust. Supposed to hit eighty here next week, so forget snow; we won't even get rain.
I'm sure we'll have plenty of wind, though. My joints are screaming at me. I'm tired anyway from last week, from the heavy labor over the weekend, from yesterday's chemo dose, even if it is lower now, and from haling a bunch of heavy stuff yesterday [bird seed, mineral salt, bags of Quik-Rete]. And still so much to do.
I did get the five new pairs of earrings all posted a couple of nights ago, at least, so you can see them on the site at the head of the appropriate gallery now. The necklace is also up now, here. And, of course, I've still got tax shit to deal with.
The last five months have been this way, nonstop, and I'm still not caught up on housework, taxes, OR sales. Which is not good, because we still have to bring in sales weekly to break even. To that end, links are here:
- Sales here;
- Testimonials here;
- Amazon wishlist here [priorities are the LaminaSaver, because apparently Miika's out of it again; and the rugs, to replace those destroyed 2 years ago by the leachfield collapse and ensuing septic disaster];
- Patreon here;
- Ko-fi here.
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