Every morning I wake up on the verge of vomiting…I’m not pregnant. I’m just dealing with the fact that I have no income yet and I’m freaking out. Then I think about how unprepared I am for the coming collapse of the world and that I’m a single mom so if I fail my kids don’t eat. Granted, my boys are all teenagers but they’re not vaccinated so if mandates go into effect all over the country they will have a hard time finding jobs. Some days I’m paralyzed with fear and feel so overwhelmed I don’t even know where to begin.

But then I think, ok, i have over 650 names in my database. I’ll probably get at least one sale out of that. And if I can survive the past year with my head above water, I can pretty much do anything….

Ok, existential crisis over for the moment.