Speaking To Noone, Of Course.
I'm stuck in a bit of a turmoil. I'm selling as much of my collections as I can stand and that's a lot, currently. My numbered Neil Gaiman Rat or my BPAL Hellion with numbered matching holding statue. My velvet chaise longue. My wedding dress.
If you've a fetish let me fulfill it long distance but with negotiated fulfillment by me at my most dominant. Socks? Undies? Feet impressions for you to very carefully use as you desire?
LOL. It's April Fools somewhere as I type this. I'm very truly in need of money. It's not easy being sick and wishing that there was some way - ANY way - to earn money.
It's not fun and games not being capable of working. And when your new pain specialist keeps you kind of at the same place medicinally, though the pain levels are creeping up again and his first choice of fentynal is a no go because it's been proved to up my Addison's, it adds to stress levels.
Finding out the Oakland real estate market has changed dramatically in the past year and it's a sellers market again added a bit of worry. Buying a home of my own with the help of the city has become a dream I'd like to make come true. If I had a less expensive residence that would mean I'd need $500- less at this moment.
The best way to stop my pleas for people to buy everything I own (that isn't my camera gear) is to buy my stuff you appreciate. My art collections. My furniture. My electronics. Even my only music gear I've got left is almost up for sale. Everything Wii connected is ready to head out. Need a photographer for any sets you'd like to send out to adult sites? I'm your woman!
Need a short term manager? I'm great at helping setup difficult to organize schedules. I wonder if a disabled person can get at home work that will bring in enough income to cover the extra meds necessary to do the job in the first place.
Lots to think about. Raul's definitely trying his best to not be a machismo filled guy. William was a better caregiver but Raul feels like a better friend. He's even trying to help sort my stressors out, but I'm driving around in an unregistered car and still owe some rent so … well, there's hope for the future. Good fortune and all, to all.