Prices Are Getting Ridiculous

I know I'm not supposed to talk politics, but dammit! Things are going way beyond simple politics. We have a person in the highest office of our country who should be in a dementia care unit. I'm saying this as someone who spent nearly ten years dealing with my in-laws as they faded from life.

In the process, this person is making decisions that affect not just the 342.5 million people in the United States, but the other 7.7 billion other people in the world.

People are losing their jobs. Prices are rising astronomically. And food is becoming scarce.

To top it off, I work in the entertainment industry where AI is ripping off my work. I know damn well I'm not getting 10,000 people a day reading my blog. And then, AI turns around and spins my words and thousands of other writers into fake books. My cover artists' business is down because AI is stealing their work and refashioning it cheap for people without artistic talent.

The problem is the person in the White House wouldn't give a shit if he did have his facilities. But others are taking advantage of his elderly incapacity to pillage whatever they can while they can.

Plus, there's the war in Iran after he promised no new wars. There was no real reason for it, and it has destabilized the Middle East even worse than it was. The Straits of Hormuz, a common trade route is now impassable. And that mess has added to the already horrendous scarcity and inflation in the U.S.

What started this diatribe? DH needed jeans. Seriously. His current pairs are not something I want him to wear to meetings with casual clients. We weren't even looking for suits and ties. Three fucking pairs of jeans. $250.00. It would have been $300 if they weren't on sale and I had coupons. And that doesn't include the price of the three gallons of gas for the trip. Why? Because we have to go to a fucking specialty store an hour away because he's six feet-five inches tall. *facepalm*

And don't fucking tell me to order online. I generally won't for clothes because I want to know they fucking fit! 

So what do we all to to change things?

For starters, research the candidates in your area, and vote. Get out and fucking vote. Don't go by the candidates' words. Look at their actions.

You can make a difference. You can affect change. But you've got to get off your ass and do something.

I know you can. Just like I wouldn't get anywhere unless I get my butt to my desk and my fingers on my keyboard every morning.

Hang in there, everyone! We've got this! 

Music I've Been Listening to Lately

Natalie put a sweet spin on Bruce's song!

I Need Longer Days

Seriously, I wish Venus was inhabitable by humans. The planet has a 5,000-hour day compared to earth. I might actually get caught up on my to-do list if I could adapt to a Venusian day.

But then my to-do list will just get longer, wouldn't it?

It doesn't help that I have an author event coming up next month. I'm glad I check into some things early. My tablet is officially too outdated to support my point-of-sale app. ARGH! Planned obsolescence is fucking annoying!

Which means I need to get a new tablet, an expense I so didn't need right now. But DH is taking me shopping tonight because he also needs to look at some equipment for other things. At least, 1) he just looking tonight an 2) I found a similar tablet at a decent price online, but I want to check it out in person.

I already know I'll need to order a magnetic strip reader because the current one I have had a standard audio jack and everyone's moving USB-C jacks. The question is whether I'll also need to buy a new wireless chip reader, or will the current one work with the new tablet.

I was hoping to plan more in-person sales events for 2027, so I'd rather know now that I need the upgrades. It's a small price in the long run. I hope.

These are some of the little issues I'm looking at a small-business owner living in a country with leaders bent on turning it a fascist hellhole. And people wonder why I write fantasy and romance. 

Some Tasks Are Accomplished...

...and some aren't. I had a pretty big to-do list last week, but I didn't get everything done.

However, the damn storage unit got cleaned out! Now, I have even more boxes stacked around the house despite going through...

Oh, geeze, I've lost count. I can say broken down cardboard boxes have filled the recycling bin every Friday for August and September when we've set it and the garbage bin out for pickup.

When we weren't running loads of boxes home, I was at Starbucks working on Death Goddess Rising. (You can ask the staff because I was also catching wasps inside the cafe.) I had to throw out the original first two chapters because Subconscious pulled a fast one on me during the climax of Death Goddess Redeeming. Annoying, but I think it's a better overall story. Nebet-Het (Gr. Nephthys) had a much larger part to play in the series than I expected. However, I'm glad Subconscious is letting her shine because she's short shrifted in the surviving myths of Ancient Egypt.

But I've got one thing crossed off the to-do list! Now, to hack away on the rest!

Music I've Been Listening to Lately

One of my favorite duets!

Busy as the Bees

Bees of different types have been collecting all the straggling grains of pollen in the last flowers of the year around our house. The purple flowers I haven't identified were literally coated with bumblebees, honey bees, sweat bees, mask bees, and a few others during today's afternoon constitutional. The Grandpuppy volunteered to get closer to identify the rest, but I didn't want the bees to think he was going to steal their share of the pollen and pointedly retaliate.

I'll have more and different information next week. I have too much on my plate. And I'm running out of time.

Just like the bees. 

SAD Is Starting Early This Year

Okay, I have to admit all the rain over the last week isn't helping, but yeah, the stupid Seasonal Affective Disorder ("SAD") is definitely starting early. I usually can get to the end of October and/or the end of Daylight Savings Time before the lethargy and oversleeping hits. Nope, it hit this weekend.

GAH!

The last two years weren't as bad, but I was going to yoga classes three times a week. Unfortunately, the studio I attended closed at the end of June. I admit I have a rough time with self-motivation when it comes to exercise. I need to look for another yoga studio, or something to get through this winter.

So exercise and a lot of Vitamin D a going to be necessary over the next few months.

 

Music I've Been Listening to Lately

She is the QUEEN!

What a Friday!

A friend of mine calls Friday "Fri-YAY!" She works a conventional nine-to-five office job, so five p.m on Friday mean she's able to d what SHE wants. Not what the boss wants.

When you work for yourself, it's not always that simple.

There's a lot of good things about it, like arranging your schedule to suit your own needs. I'm not a morning person. My husband doesn't understand I'm still waking up when I come out of the bedroom. Instead of giving me some space, he acts like Barney the dinosaur on coke.

And I don't mean the shit bottled in Atlanta. 

Back when I worked the conventional nine-to-five, I couldn't tell my day-walker co-workers to fuck off when they acted like this.

Another good thing is when I have insomnia or a sinus infection like I did three weeks ago, I can actually rest.

Then there are other times when I have deadlines.

Like this month.

And the hubby wants to play.

*sigh*

So, I took advantage of a local event and sent him on a playdate with some of his friends.

And for some strange reason I made my daily wordcount before midnight today. 

It's Hump Day!

And I still haven't finished my to-do list from Monday! LOL

It's not from lack of effort. I've been kicking ass the last two days between business and household tasks. My breaks have been a round of solitaire to clear my mind between publishing tasks and accounting updates and reading a chapter of Jonathan Moeller's Ghost in the Pact before bed.

My library is starting to take shape despite the enormous pile of boxes we've brought back from the storage unit. Now, it's matter of bringing the last two large book shelves to the house.

We haven't have to throw out much despite water that seeped into the unit. So, DH suggested putting some stuff up for sale over the winter on Etsy and Ebay. Whatever remains will go in the spring garage sale.

I just want my home organized. There's been several studies that show a cluttered house also clutters your mind, and I need my brain clear to write. Which is why I currently have to go to Starbucks. *sigh*

We'll get there. I just want it to be done before we die. I can't leave a hoarders' maze for GK like DH's parents did to us.