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I'm almost finished with my current crop of commissions and it's time to line up some more. Mama needs some phone minutes and gasoline. I REALLY need the phone minutes. I pay $25 a month for a limited amount, the cheapest I could find anywhere. Noah's working a bit, but without the phone, no one can get in touch with him. It's a catch-22 and I'm mad at myself for allowing this to happen. I'm juggling too much and stuff keeps slipping through my fingers.
Readers, if you do not need a commission, perhaps you know someone who does? I'd greatly appreciate it if people would spread the word about my $20 portraits. You might mention the fact that sometimes, I go a little crazy and paint a $20 portrait like I would a $50 portrait. Bad for business, good for you.
Also, I haven't outright said this before, but if you toss me $5, I'll do something for you. Sketch, avatar etc. There's no minimum to hire me.
If this wasn't the internet, I would be holding an actual cardboard sign.
Forget a honeymoon. I wish I'd been able to have a proper wedding. Noah and I talked about having a post-facto one in May, but it's hard to imagine being able to spend money on ourselves like that. We got married at 9 pm at a local church, last-minute, with 4 people in attendance, including the pastor. They probably thought I was pregnant, but it was just really important to us that we got the date - November 5th. We'd decided on Guy Fawkes Day that summer, but never managed to save for it. It's a testament to the craziness of our lives, and also our stubbornness, that our anniversary is indeed the fifth of November.
It's so lonely being broke. I don't feel like a real person.