The countdown to my next vacation began yesterday when the sun moved into Cancer.
The Gemini/Cancer cusp is in my ninth house. The moment the sun moves into Cancer, I not only get nostalgic, but I start to get nostalgic for vacations-gone-by. Yesterday at work, for instance, I found myself looking at the website for The Forum Shops at Caesars Palace while reminiscing about all the times I have visited the mall in the past.
In a couple of days from now, the sun will conjoin my natal moon in Cancer. That aspect might make me even more sentimental. I already know that I’m feeling more needy. It took everything in me to not order a pair of boots online this morning from the Mr. Porter sale. They reminded me of some boots I once coveted in the nineties: something I regret not buying back in the day. The compulsion to do nice things for myself is sort of extreme at the moment. Maybe that will change when Venus moves out of decadent Taurus and into perpetually-distracted Gemini later this evening.
I’m going to have to be careful because I’d like to take a lot of money with me on my trip, so giving into my current cravings is the last thing I need to do.
This is going to be tough, but I’m going to get through it . . .