I haven't been getting out of bed these past couple days, though I did go get a fruit smoothie a little while ago. Things have been beyond stressful. Between losing the job, not being sure yet if I'm getting unemployment, having everyone and their mother in Salem trying to capitalize on our (mine,
krowklaws's,
aithlyn's) events, and now my landlady selling the building in which I have a reasonably priced apartment, my brain is just fried beyond recognition right now.
I just can't believe how much people in this city suck sometimes, and with all the work I do to promote it. One copied mine and
aithlyn's Faerie Ball, is having a competing psychic fair, tried to hire our October talent, and tried to rope in our promotional contacts. Another is doing a Witches' Ball at the Lyceum (where we used to have ours when it was smaller) on the same night as ours at the Hawthorne Hotel even though I keep four major events at the Lyceum and they agreed to contact me if other Witches in town came in to try to capitalize on what we do. And finally, another shop owner is doing everything she can to shut down our psychic fairs. Ultimately, I'm glad more people are doing events because it's good for the city, but I wish people would leave our talent pool and resources alone. I'm sure we'll prevail on this. We always do, but it's definitely going to mean another period of getting tough on people.
I really hope whoever buys this place keeps the rent down or I can at least find a good roommate for the back room.
On a good front, I've got 20 confirmed advertisers on the Ruby Slippers ad campaign we're taking out in Bay Windows, proving there are still some non-asshole people left in this town that like to work together, but man is it difficult to deal with the ones who don't. I refuse to be defeated and, as long as I've got my health, I will fight these people until there's nothing left of them.