Thurs. Jan. 9, 2025: Prioritizing

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Thursday, January 9, 2025

Waxing Moon

Uranus, Jupiter, Mars Retrograde

Cloudy and cold

You can read the latest on the garden over on Gratitude and Growth.

Our post office is closed today, in honor of President Jimmy Carter’s funeral. I mean, I assume all post offices are closed today for that, but I noticed the sign up when I went to the post office on Tuesday.

People are being encouraged not to buy anything from ads on FB or Insta, much they way they were encouraged to stop ordering on Amazon back last autumn. It will certainly make it easier to pull back from those platforms if my sales numbers are substantially down by the end of the month. I just don’t think people will do it, much like they still order from Amazon, and they still are on Substack (and more snuck back onto Substack, after believing that people forgot the issues with them).

I wish we had more ethical options for just about everything. But we can start adjusting our behaviors and attention, and slowly shifting things. It lacks the Big Dramatic Exit, but it still can have an effect over time.

I worked all day on the ghostwriting outline, and this is all I can do without further feedback. Either they think I have potential to join the team, or they think I’m too far out there on my own track. I really enjoy the work, so I hope they are willing to keep me around and train me up!

The wildfires continue to be horrifying and heartbreaking.

What is unacceptable is that the trio of billionaires kissing the incoming administration’s ass has the resources to stop the fires. They could ask what is needed, how much it costs, and get out their checkbooks. Instead, they do nothing. In some cases, they criticize. It is unconscionable.

Billionaires should not exist.

I plan to check in on the Effie team today, and make sure they are okay. My problematic client is based in LA, and I hope they are all safe (and I won’t expect work from that direction for a bit).

I didn’t go to tarot yesterday. I finished my revision instead.

In this morning’s early meditation, I was all settled, with Charlotte on one side, and Bea purring nearby. Then, Tessa decided it was a good time to hurl a major furball. While I cleaned that up, Charlotte took the opportunity to sneak in and steal Bea’s food.

Sigh.

Let’s hope the online group meditation is less fraught.

After meditation, I will do a final proof on the ghostwriting project and send it off. Fingers crossed it’s closer to what they want.

I have a book review to finish and submit, and then maybe I’ll go back to drafting the anthology story. I have one small coverage to turn around. The Contest I’m Mad At wanted me to take on about two weeks’ additional work and turn it around in a couple of days, and I had to say no. The ghostwriting project had to be the priority this week.

The second set of ink tanks are coming up from PA, so it’ll be a couple of days. But that’s fine, because I have the one set that arrived.

This evening is the welcome dinner for the incoming Capacity Building Cohort. I’m very excited to meet everyone. It’s at a local restaurant I’ve wanted to try. A colleague is giving me a ride to and from the dinner, which is so kind.

That’s kind of all that’s going on right now. It’s been about the rewrite for the past few days. Now, I have to let it go and see what happens next.

Have a good one.