Finally, our household seems to be, for the most part, totally better.  I never thought it would happen.  Have you ever felt so bad that you felt that it would never end?  I've felt that way with anxiety, depression, migraines, POTS, etc.  But this lasted for almost two weeks.  Though there were days I'd feel healthy, the next day always brought more unusual symptoms.  But now we've been almost a week with no symptoms and it's amazing!  

My mother still has a cough, but she's the only one. 

Things with ma are still irritating.  She never talks to me anymore unless she wants something.  I am not sure if her illnesses are causing it, her depression, her dementia, or if she's just given up on me.  She does seem to talk to the kids, but she has no idea how to talk to people without complaining or bitching or trying to control them.  She's recently taken to bitching at my son about letting out the chickens and saying they are "making so much noise".  Which is wholly untrue, as they are pretty silent until you let them out.  Also, she's hard of hearing, so what is she even hearing?  She's lying, and just wants something to bitch about.  He needs to stand up to her and tell her she's lying and straight up say "Hey, our chickens are none of your business".  But he's too nice to her for that.  Not that it's a bad thing, as I am glad he's nice to her, but she takes advantage of his niceness.  Because she's a lunatic.  Who the fuck takes advantage of niceness?  Oh yes, evil people do.  

Also, she keeps lying about stupid random things, but what else is new?  So, I correct her every time I hear a lie coming out of her mouth.  Oh, and she talked to my husband about her drinking again.  Good grief.  She knows better than to say it to me.  She knows I will just laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh, right in her face.  Yes, a known alcoholic who physically attacked me while drunk (and so many other horrible things) I will let drink in my home.  I already purchase her fucking cigarettes.  She thinks I will buy her beer?  What a fantasy world she lives in.  But that's it, isn't it?  She strategically told my husband about it, knowing he will just ignore her, but also knowing he'll tell me about it.  She knows I will not let her drink, but she wanted to stir the pot and get me mad.  I mean, it only half worked.  I just thought it was funny.  

Her health is getting worse.  I am worried, but not as much about her.  She will be taken care of no matter what.  If she gets bad enough, she'll go in a home.  But that's what worries me.  I see her health taking a turn for the worse, and we're not making any extra money yet.  Good grief, I feel so overwhelmed.  I have a thousand things to do in order to start making money.  Well, not really, but I feel like if I don't do these things that need to get done and I do the things I need to do start making money, then I am failing somehow.  That my household chores are worth more than me working.  Why?  How stupid is that?  But also, I don't have room for some of the things I need to do until I can get some of those chores done.  And it's a LOT of work.  Have you ever felt like there is a wall standing between you and what you need or want to do?  Between the you now, and the you that you want to be?  And you feel like that wall is insurmountable or unbreakable in your current stand of mind?  I hate that feeling.  And I've felt that way for far too long.  Mel Robbins has it right, count to 5 and just do it.  Who cares if you feel like there is something blocking you.  If there were a real wall blocking you, would you just stand behind it and wait for it to crumble?  Or would you start climbing or using a pickaxe on it?  The only way to break a wall down is to start.  Just staring at it makes the wall feel bigger than it really is.  And that's my problem.  I just keep staring it.  

Here is my list of things to start making money: 

• My Store.  I am developing products (handmade clothes, handmade journals and junk journals, handmade clay fantasy sculptures, etc.) that I am pretty sure will sell easily.  These products are handmade, one-of-a-kind items that should easily sell for high prices (so I can make less, yet concentrate on the quality of each one).  My store is also unique in that it tells a story.  I am a writer, so I incorporate that into my site.  Also, I am an artistic photographer, so my product pictures will be high quality and artistic, to help tell the story.  I got the idea from this really awesome website that intrigued me.  So, I decided to do the same, yet my own way.  I am all about making everything your art, rather than just trying to sell a product.  I am also selling a story.  
• My Website (and corresponding etsy shop).  I sell digital products on my etsy shop for my other website.  
• My Kindle Fiction Writing.  This one is iffy.  But we'll see if our new line of books will sell.  I really hope so.  Both Mr. Brooks and I write fiction.  
• My Kindle Non-Fiction Writing.  I have a series of memoirs I need to edit and release.  Also, I have a few self-help books I need to release as well.  Again, book publishing is iffy, especially if you don't already have an audience.  
• My Books.  I make coloring books, guided journals, and things of the sort on Amazon.  I think they're pretty good, but I just need to get the word out.
• Selling Random Shit. I sell physical items on FB Marketplace.  This makes us almost no real money, but it does put money in our pockets when we need it.
• My Art.  I don't think this will bring any real money, but I want to start painting again. Mostly for me, but maybe some will be for sale eventually.