Scorpio 17° (November 9)
Anyway, I was alone for most of the day playing catch up while the three ladies helped my father in law with his computer and went for a walk in the forest. They actually said forest. I pretty much recuperated and tied up the conversation with A. which kept carrying on for some reason. There is a weird quiet calm to this suburb I find myself in and I need to fall into the arms thereof. They had the dog with them today so I didn’t have to do anything about that. The brother in law is away so it is much calmer and not a constant monologue of directives that start with a sort of whiny questioning interation of my sister in law’s name. I love the guy but he can be a real pain in the ass (he knows I feel this way about him so I’m not being disloyal here—it’s even kind of his “brand” LOL). And he is one of the kindest people (to people he loves), though not so great to strangers, even waiters….you know what I mean? He is quite successful and often goes with the territory of being ambitious, admittedly venal, and fairly self-absorbed. I should say another positive thing about him: He is a very good provider and he does focus on himself and his needs which sees him traveling a lot on his own and I have to say that I have often been jealous of his ability to leave the fam behind and go off and have fun on his lonesome. I couldn’t tell you what I did with the afternoon hourse exactly.
Last evening we did enjoy some time with the inlaws themselves although it was quite a performance. MIL comes over first and she’s fantastic and very youthful despite the fact she’s working a cane these days; and apparently FIL was all uptight about not being able to get into some program where he can watch his stocks go up and down (thus why the girls had to help him today); we waited and suddenly it was decided we would start with out him; but just as we buffeted our plates he strolled in, as he is known to do, like an actor stepping onto a stage. He’s got his “where he’s coming from” and “where he’s going” that characters in a live play should “have” and he has some opening line, of course, of his monologue (or rather a one-sided duologue) that he will deliver for the entire evening for the most part, triggering pretty comic responses from a pissed off MIL. FIL is actually his name strangely and now I’m thinking I should nickname MIL Milly. Milly and Filly. He is (as a Leo) very fond of horses so that’s also fitting.
I don’t think his daughters were all that psyched about his behavior. For, while they were helping him with his IT needs they also managed to convince him to buy his wife some jewlery, which he actually had them buy on his behalf. Punishment and reward, punishment and reward, infinity. I, alone, focused on bathing and repacking and licking my wounds from my time in Cambridge. I’m happy for the break from presenting artists for a while. Even when the process is lovely, being all about other people takes its toll on me; I have other producer friends who fare fairly well with it (but they typically make money not lose it like I do). It’s making me think how I need to regroup on that score, too. I’m kind of happy about time to rethink my process. I’m also getting very psyched for getting out of the country for awhile. I need some healthy distance, especially with what’s going down with the government. This is going to be some kind of winter I think. I’m happy for all the people I know doing fun things. I feel for those who lament but make lemons. I saw a post by a famous friend who recalled her mother and sister going on a holiday while she was sent to a “spa” which really turned out to be a fat farm for chubby girls. It was a funny story even though you know it was anything but at the time. I’m feeling sort of both things at once, dynamically, in the space just under my rib cage.
To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°, for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360 degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.
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