Our apartment is just
plain too small. Proof? The kitten, in a flying leap, knocked a bottle into
another bottle of juice and broke it. Sushi ended up with glass in her finger
and had a full-scale freak-out, and it’s hardly the first time we’ve found
ourselves in a similarly dangerous situation.

The fact is, there isn’t
room for us and our things, no matter how much we try to organize – and Sushi’s
executive function difficulties and disabilities don’t allow for a hell of a
lot. It’s led to a lot of physical difficulties and emotional tension. We need
to rent a house.

Unfortunately, our
horrible apartment complex will charge us $1000 if we try to break the lease
early, and that doesn’t cover moving costs or security deposit. So here’s the thing: knitting commissions are open. If I may say so, I’m very, very good,
and I’m fast. So please commission me. I work a full-time job, Sushi is
severely disabled, and our situation sucks right now.

Please boost. I don’t think we can wait until April.