Star Struck Style

I woke up this morning with the sun in my twelfth house.

This time of year, I’m typically counting down the days until I go on vacation. However, my semi-annual trips to Las Vegas have been sidelined since America decided that putting Donald Trump back into power was a good idea.

I could go somewhere else, but I’ve virtually been underemployed for the past six months and I don’t feel the need to get away from it all. I’m feeling good: relaxed and refreshed. Nevertheless, my head is still sort of yearning for a getaway, so I’m going to try to find some alternative ways to escape the daily grind between now and October 10 when the sun enters my first house.

Yesterday evening, I was asked to work an extra shift this morning, and I said “no.” That’s actually quite a big deal for me because I always going out of my way to make sure that everyone perceives me as that guy they can count on. That got me nowhere in the two-and-a-half years that I was the supervisor, so why would I pick up a shift that would make me feel like I was in charge again?

This morning, I’m thrilled to be at home with the whole day ahead of me. I’m so glad that I didn’t ruin the first morning of this new cycle by waking up at 3:00 AM and going to work. I don’t even know how I’m going to spend the rest of the day, but I don’t care. I hope that the rest of this three-week period has me in a similar state of mind. Even if I’m not going anywhere this year, I still can take a mental vacation as I prepare for what should be a busy time of the year once the sun exits this sector of my chart.

So, I’m going to take a step back and avoid picking up any extra work, or at least any work that makes me feel like I’m the boss again. I’d rather take it easy for a little while and allow my mind to wander into parts unknown. The stars are going to drag me back to the real world soon enough . . .