It's 6:10 am, do you know the State of the Author? · 10:10am Aug 12th, 2018

'Cuz I do, and it's not...that bad...I guess?

I mean, obviously, it could be hella worse. But it's not, and I'm honestly thankful for that at least. I'm trying to focus on positive things, because I've had a lot of negative things come up and bite my nuts in the last few weeks. I am, once again, effectively unmedicated, as we do not have the funding to allow for prescriptions or doctor visits without insurance. We are barely holding onto Bubble's regular medications, and frankly hers are more important. Despite that, truthfully, we are not doing poorly on the health side. I mention it, because while I am stable at the moment, I hold no illusions that my psoriatic arthritis has gone into remission. The pitting and warping on my fingernails as started to creep up again. But the pain and fatigue have been manageable. That's the important take away. I've also managed to lose a significant amount of the extra weight the condition foisted on me.

Financially, ain't doing so hot. We had a lucky break with Bubble's uncle sending us some money that paid for the car payment this month, and we used Bubble's 401K savings to get caught up on everything through last month. We're keeping the pets fed, and ourselves, but outside that...we're not even hanging in there. Bubble has gone into business for herself and gotten a good repeat client but it's not enough by itself by a long shot. And while I've been covering the gaps with Uber and Lyft, our car is about to crest 100K mils and things are starting to go wrong. We replaced tires a few days ago(thanks to Bubble's dad), but the car needs it's alignment fixed and might have other underlying issues. This has cut into my time I can safely spend human trafficking. It's made me anxious and angry to the point I couldn't deal with that today and just didn't go.

That was a good call on my part.

My sister is getting married next weekend and that means I have to drive 500 miles there and back again, all without generating any money and using what we have to get us back and forth. Basically, a bunch of stuff is piling up and we are reaching the point where rideshare will no longer cut it alone. Bubble's business is not growing fast enough. It WILL get there eventually, but not before we need it. So it looks like I'm going to have to drag my disabled ass back into the workforce. Probably doing something remotely, like graphic design or editing. Obviously I can't do physical work anymore.

tl;dr: things kinda suck at the moment for the Fuzz household, but we ain't dead yet.

Now what does this have to do with ponies and the girls that aren't ponies, but are ponies...? Well, it means I'm going to be stress writing. I'm going to be making myself a nice little happy space filled with colorful characters, jokes, questionable amounts of taste, BEANS, the occasional nipslip, and more teasing of Best Girl, Sunset. I'm working on an entry for the Sunset Shipping contest. I'm 4K words into the next Crackshipping & You story. I'm also about 4K into the last chapter of Horsedong Shimmer. I've got words down on a boat load of projects and a fair number of them are reaching that critical mass point.

I know I've been oddly quiet, and I appologize for that. I'll try to get better at engagement and at making you all fear for my sanity. But right now, I just want you to know I am still kicking even though changes might be coming. I'm going to finish my fics and write new ones that better than ever. I'm even going to make finished artwork, like a real artist. Take that, Universe, you stuffy old bastard! This Fuzz isn't finished yet.