We’re only a few days into Mars’ interminable journey through Cancer (until MAY 9, people. MAY 9! – okay, with January and February off for good behavior, but still), and already I’m feeling defensive and prickly. Someone owes me money (Mars is conjunct my natal Venus), a situation that never fails to make me crazy (and almost never happens, because I demand payment in advance for almost everything I do). Also, I’ve spent too much time over the past few days contemplating the very reasonable, helpful, and politely worded comments of my editor, until all I can see are the crippling deformities of my book and my shocking deficiencies as a writer. In summary: I feel cranky and overemotional. I think it’s just about time to retreat to the couch with something crunchy (I’m thinking microwave popcorn – a very Mars in Cancer snack, I think) to enjoy some diverting television (perhaps those Flight of the Conchords episodes I taped over the weekend).
On the other hand, Mars is approaching a rather spiffing sextile to Saturn (exact on the 8th of October) and I’m finally making my way to nearly the bottom of my “to do” file. I actually worked only a few hours over the weekend! Truly, it’s been a brutal couple of months – all my own doing, of course – and it took Saturn moving into Virgo (and the looming specter of Pluto entering Capricorn in January) to stop me in my tracks and convince me to make some hard decisions, lest I find myself in this predicament again.
A week or two ago I did a little soul-searching in the wee hours of the morning when I couldn’t sleep (because, you know, I couldn’t stop worrying about how everything would get done) and decided that instead of operating about four separate businesses I would focus on being an astrologer and a writer, period. I promptly turned down a part-time contracting job that didn’t fall into these categories and decided not to take on any new web design projects for the foreseeable future. And guess what: I’m sleeping better. Who knew?
So let me ask you, my wise and witty readers: How do you get things done? Is it some winning combination of shrewd planning and mad organizational skillz? Pure luck? A certain easy-going, Piscean je ne sais quoi? Because my life just isn’t that complicated, and I find it weird that I always seem to be kind of overwhelmed and running behind. Enlighten me!