The Mercury Retrograde thing really got me this time. Thank goodness that's over, I hope. My Aunt Jenneanne says that it takes about 10 days to get all the yuckiness of the retrograde off. But let me tell you about the past month or so (these are actual events which have occurred in my life though not necessarily in this order):
--My beloved dog of 13 years was killed. $300 for cremation.
--My husband's truck died. I got a flat which ended up costing over $300.
--Weeks later, my car battery died--got a new one of those.
--I had a horrible, horrible ear infection (which I've never had before in my life) which lasted a week, was very painful, and cost me over $150.
--My husband hurt his already bad knee even more severely so he is very debilitated and has been for weeks now.
--I was driving my mother's car with my Mom, son, and niece on board on our way out to eat one night when the brakes completely went out. With every bit of strength I had in my two legs, I was somehow able to stop it. We were later told that the brake booster went out and the mechanic was surprised that I could even stop the car myself and he said we were pretty "lucky."
--Our brand new only a year old A/C went out and it took a week to get the parts in and it fixed. The only bright spot was that it was under warranty and so we ONLY had to pay some labor.
--My rental house did not get rented in August so we've been utterly broke due to that and all the other mishaps.
--Then, we go to "freshen it up" for the new renters and patch what we thought would be a small crack in the ceiling paint in the master bedroom. My husband went to scrape it and the entire ceiling of popcorn paint came down in sheets. Of course that was another $300.
--The damn thing is rented now but the new tenants, who I wasn't too sure about to begin with, begged me for a deal so that they could pay the deposits in October instead of now and then they shorted me $100 on the first month's rent because they said they didn't know it was going to cost so much to move.
Please let it all be over.
I was on the phone, sitting outside one night on my patio, complaining to my mother about the craziness that is my August and while I'm complaining, a bright light flashed and I hear a pop and my outside flood light went out. Of course, that's up twenty feet and my husband can't exactly go up ladders right now. It's really not a big deal but I had such an odd feeling when it happened. It was like the Universe laughing at me; mocking me for the complaining. It was truly eerie.
I know my husband thinks I'm crazy (well, that's a given), even crazier than usual, because I was having a mini breakdown last night about the feng shui of our bedroom. Our bed faces the door. This is a classic feng shui no-no. I knew this when we arranged the furniture initially but our bedroom set is so big, it was our only option. Our energy is running right out the door though. I am convinced that we are so drained (financially, emotionally, physically, etc.) because of this feng shui. I'm still trying to convince him to lose the bedroom set in favor of something smaller and more conducive to our feng shui needs. I'm not holding my breath though.
In other news, I am very proud of myself because today I finished the revision of my book for Pelican Publishing Co. Coincidentally, I read my horoscope today. It said that projects begun during the first week of September following the new moon were very likely to be successful this year. It also said that there is luck in publishing for Virgos, too. It had a bunch of negative hooey in there too, but hey, I'm used to it now. Anyway, so I'm mailing the revision off tomorrow. I did exactly what the editor said to do. I hope, I hope, I hope they like it. Please, please, Universe! Cut me a break this once! So stay tuned for that.
Last week, a weird storm popped up in the Gulf, strengthened into a Tropical Storm named Lee, and decided to sit over the Gulf South for almost 4 days. I think everyone around here is okay. Minimal wind issues, minor flooding and stuff. But, as it left, it sucked a cold front behind it! So all day it was extremely breezy and at times, even, dare I say? chilly??? What is up, Universe? Tomorrow the high is 79. Say what? And in the low 80s all week. That's just crazy talk. But it's soooooo needed right now. I can tolerate anything as long as the weather's nice. In fact, I can be downright frisky and in a good mood if the weather is nice. My co-workers might actually like me this week!
My birthday is coming. I hear it off in the distance like a freight train on a still night, miles and miles away. Chugging, chugging closer and closer. This errant North wind is all that calms me, soothes me, allowing me to breathe. But I know it's out there, coming for me. All forty train cars heaving, pressing, and roaring in the distance. In less than two weeks, I won't have any choice. I'll be standing in the middle of the tracks awaiting the heavy, loud, unforgiving, colossal power to overcome me. The blinding light, the shrill metallic shriek, and then the strike.
Not that I'm being dramatic or anything. More later.
