Whew!

seeing the roadWhew! Mercury goes direct today.

For those of you who don’t believe in such things, I’m here to tell you that it would be good to prepare yourself before the next Mercury in Retrograde.

My track record is spotty with surviving retrograde. This is the first with Will having his driver’s license. I held my breath for three weeks and we skated through without incident. We did have transportation issues when it came to who had the keys. That’s probably more a function of two drivers in a family with only one car. Can’t blame that one on Mercury.

Will did have a ton of computer issues with his brand new laptop. He seems to think it’s getting better. We shall see.  Will might be the first to tell you that those transportation issues also apply to rafts on creeks.  (Not letting him on a raft in a Retrograde. Ever again.)

Jenny kept her head down, but was quite distressed by some communication issues with her dad – more so than she has been in the recent past.  She blamed that on Mercury and her dad.

I’ve had more than a fair share of water issues including having to replace the kitchen faucet and a leak in the living room. The living room leak had been resolved a year ago, by moving to the kitchen. Then, last week, the day after installing brand new carpeting in the living room, the leak moved from the kitchen back to the living room. I don’t know if that falls under the typical characteristics of a Retrograding Mercury, but it’s clear to me that this was a transportation issue involving water.

 

 

Yesterday’s convo with a BFF over the phone was the epitomy of Mercury messing with communication. I should have let it go to voice mail.  (Sorry D.)  I’d like to blame that all on the Retrograde, but I am terrible on the phone all the time. (INFJs typically are lousy on the phone, and apparently worse so during a Retrograde. sigh.)

On top of all that, an old beau reconnected. Funny times, these are, indeed.

 

At this little home, we are celebrating the end of the Retrograde.

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Happy reading and remember to back up your computers, drive safely, and let those calls go to voice mail.  We’re still in the shadow of this thing.

 

 

 

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4 comments

  1. Jesse,

    It is a very strange Universe! The more days I live, the more open I am to the unexplained and prepared for just about anything to happen.

    Hang on and let go all at the same time!

    Hugs . . .

  2. Lynn,

    I REALLY like that one. Especially today: “Hang on and let go all at the same time!” You are a sage.

  3. So is that why I feel so much better this past week? Stress still crept up on me a little, but overall is much more manageable. Maybe it’s the EPO. Maybe my cycle is finished. Maybe it is Retrograde.

  4. Z,

    And sometimes I wonder if the stress lessens a bit because of my attitude – which can sound a lot like, “F it. I can’t take anymore so I’m not gonna.”

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