Hey folks! Keeping it brief1.
Good news: Move is (mostly) complete! I am IN the new place. It is good. The majority of my stuff is unboxed; we're making progress on communal stuff and "project stuff" as much as can be (some furniture has to live in the Living Room until a roomie's bedroom is properly de-wallpapered, some boxes can't be moved to their forever home until said forever home is moved into place, and so on) and the house and whole situation is increasingly livable. I've got a bathtub! I have room to stretch! I could go on about things like how much friendlier to my disability needs the stairs are, or how I feel so much better about wearing affirming clothes, or how good baths feel, or... well, you get the picture. It is Good. Things are Good.
Thank you everyone who helped with expenses while we were getting there. It means so much I can't even express it.
The bad news isn't even all that bad, when I think about it. But I'm still calling it "bad" news just for symmetry, since "Good News" and "Annoying News" or "Neutral News" doesn't quite sound right.
Bad news: the sale of my car brought in more than it could have, but less than I had hoped, and basically covered "food and meds during the moving process". Other sources of income haven't reopened yet. I'm watching the calendar for the next chunk of guaranteed income and that's not for a little while yet; even though that'll stretch MUCH further in the new place than it ever used to in the old one, we still gotta get there. I'm not broke, but I'm also not "safely comfortable" yet. Which brings me to the meat and potatoes of my request!
If you've got a couple bucks to throw my way and help a disabled gal out, I appreciate it. This is normally where I put some disclaimer about "oh, help people in more need first" but I figure nah, I can trust y'all on prioritizing, and I need to get better about asking for help anyway, so: here is a donation link! https://ko-fi.com/jazzelves
Every bit helps: there's no way for me to get a Real Job in this situation (I could lie and get through a bunch of interviews but the moment I had an incapacitating flare in the first week, I'd be out, I know this because it has happened) and I haven't done the auditing for creative energy in the new place yet. I'm actually really hopeful that it'll improve dramatically, just like almost everything else in my life has! I'm just still in "unpacking and settling in" mode, which is not the same as "getting my writing and development chops back online" mode. The upshot of all that is "I'm going to be making trips to secondhand shops and otherwise locally selling some stuff soon but other than that, I don't have Regular Income right now". That should change, and should hopefully change Sooner rather than Later, but until then, I'm gonna keep asking for help.
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She said, proceeding to write multiple paragraphs. Is this what creativity returning feels like? Mayhaps! Who knows!
Not much to add, really. Still in need, though not as existentially panicked as I have been in previous crunches. This is a crunch, not a crisis, and the difference between the two is huge in ways my trauma hasn't recovered enough to process. It's kind of amazing.
The fixed income for my living expenses hasn't come through yet, so things are incredibly slim right now. Any help making it through the extra-lean time is always appreciated, though never obligated.