Did you see my last post? Long cuppa eh? 16 hours! Well why rush these things!
Must confess as my partner reached for the bottle of white wine last night(signalling a hard day at the office) that I bottled out of telling him about jacking the job in.
Now on to today....
Looking at my chart it seems the Sun and Mercury are transisting my 11th House. "A time to put into practice my ideals and dreams (sun trans 11th) and communicate or come up with new thoughts and concepts that affect the way I am able to put my dreams and visions into practice (mercury trans 11th)."
That is a scary thought if you knew what my ideals and dreams are - only joking! Honestly! (North Wales and James May of Top Gear are still safe from me).
Seeing as the odds of me winning the Wednesday lottery today are not good (mainly because it is only Tuesday). I will have to rack my brains - yes I do have some (I have been tested by Mensa and at least 2 psychiatrists) - and come up with some great schemes to earn pennies and keep my bank manager happy.
Any suggestions??????
Tuesday, 30 October 2007
Monday, 29 October 2007
First Bog - Moon trines Mercury
Well I open my first blog with moon trine mercury (unless I misread my ephemeris) a favourable aspect for communicating with others. Hope so! as I have to tell my partner, when he comes home, that I jacked my job in (yet again).
It's just a phase I am going through or so I am trying to convince myself. I have reached the crisis age of 47 and I am trying to find myself. Mind you I'd better do it quickly before my bank forecloses on me.
I am waiting for that electric light bulb to turn on in my head and tell me what I am going to do for the rest of my life. If the light bulb has already come on it must be really dim - well less than 20 watts - because I can't see it. I do have dodgy eyesight - was talking to my black wooly waterbottle cover the other night thinking it was Megan - my black cat.
Putting the pause button on - I am going for a cuppa......
It's just a phase I am going through or so I am trying to convince myself. I have reached the crisis age of 47 and I am trying to find myself. Mind you I'd better do it quickly before my bank forecloses on me.
I am waiting for that electric light bulb to turn on in my head and tell me what I am going to do for the rest of my life. If the light bulb has already come on it must be really dim - well less than 20 watts - because I can't see it. I do have dodgy eyesight - was talking to my black wooly waterbottle cover the other night thinking it was Megan - my black cat.
Putting the pause button on - I am going for a cuppa......
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