Screw this. I see the acupuncturist tomorrow, I see my doctor on Monday. That’s what clean credit cards are for, and I keep mine that way for a reason. I can pay it off next check and I need to get all the help I can get.
In the meantime, one of my Faire friends from my teens, one of the ones who can hold a part and has a brain, has come back into my life. She too has been battered by fate and come out the stronger for it. Perhaps we shall both rise again. I was sneaky, I gave her a CD of all the songs I’m learning. If they catch her ear the way they caught mine we may well have something.
I have a rough plan, and so many gifts. Most of all, I will not give up. I will grab the Universe by the throat and shake it till it gives me a way forward.