Day 228. What’s Next?

I ‘celebrated’ my birthday this week.  On Wednesday.  I waited until it was safely over to mention it.  Hate making a big deal of it.  And not being such a lover of either attention or sweets, my preference has always been to avoid the cake and candles bit.  Especially now.

With the number of candles I’d need, once they were lit, it would look like a minor forest fire.  And I don’t honestly know if I still have the lung capacity to blow them out.  At least all at once.  Call in the fire fighters!

Never mind.  It was grand.  And it turned out to be a two-day affair.  Some work in the morning, some pampering in the afternoon and dinner with a friend on Wednesday.  Work during the day on Thursday.  Dinner, drinks, jazz and blues on Thursday night.

Several blog posts ago, I wrote about Errol Fisher, a local singer, I’ve enjoyed for years and years.  Well, lo and behold, he was performing last night at a lounge/restaurant we’ve been to before and quite like.  What better way to forget you’re a year older.

It was a great night!

My real reason for mentioning my birthday at all, though, is because I thought it would be fun to share my birthday horoscope with you.  I’m a pisces, in case you’re wondering.  Last day of pisces, as it happens.  Here’s what the Toronto Globe & Mail astrologer saw in the stars for me:

“The sun may be leaving your sign but that does not mean the good times are ending.  On the contrary, you will soon be enjoying the rewards of the efforts you’ve made in recent weeks.  Well deserved they are too.”

Well, that’s happy news, don’t you think?  I have put a lot of effort into work recently.  Nice to know it’s appreciated.  Which explains why I’ve been sitting around with a big smile on my face for the last couple of days.  Keeping busy, while I wait for the rewards.  I’ll be sure to keep you updated.

They also give you a ‘bonus’ horoscope in The Globe on the day of your birthday.  Can’t say mine thrilled me, but what can you do.  I also found it a bit odd.  It seemed to be ‘at odds’ with what my regular, daily horoscope said.  At least I thought so.  Let me know what you think.

“If you find yourself at odds with authority figures over the coming year you must step up and defend your interests.  Important people will respect you more if you fight for your rights — and will be more willing to compromise too.”

Who wants to fight?  To have to defend anything?  Why does everything have to be difficult?  Confrontational?  A battle?  A test of wills?  Why can’t my rights just be respected?  This is not something to look forward to.  So I’ve decided to ignore it completely.  It’s too negative.  And the power of suggestion being what it is, it is liable to ‘influence’ my whole year.  And make me grumpy and defensive.

To hell with that!

One more horoscope to share.  Nothing wrong with getting a second opinion, is there?

“Angels, according to some experts on the etheric, live amongst the stars.  Whereas fairies, as even the most junior mythologists will confirm, frolic in fields and forests.  Lately, as part of our continued quest for an esoteric understanding that might help improve your quality of life, we’ve been discussing whether there really are any significant differences between these two types of winged spirit beings.  Whose help should you call for now?  It is a moot point.  Both the angels and the fairies will respond to your request.”

(pondering)

(finished pondering now)

Don’t know how you’re feeling, but as second opinions go, this one’s kind of bleh.  It’s left me in the dark, I must confess.

But before I go any further, allow me to clarify.  Unless I’ve been communicating with this astrologer in my dreams, I am unaware of “a continued quest for an esoteric understanding” between us.  Or a discussion.  Also, if it’s a “moot point”, why bring it up at all.  Are you beginning to understand why I am sort of experiencing a kind of lunch-b0x-letdown feeling?

What is good to know, however, is, I can call on both angels and fairies when I run into the difficulties with authority figures the Globe astrologer sees coming my way, over the next year.  It’s very comforting, indeed.

All in all, not bad.  My hard work will be appreciated, acknowledged and rewarded.  Exactly how it will be rewarded, was left out of the horoscope.  Thanks?  Who knows?  A medal?  Who knows?  A gold star?  Who knows?  An extra cherry on top of my sundae?  Who knows?

Cash?  Would be nice.  But who knows?

The other good news is, any SOBs I come across will be cut off at the pass by my team of “winged spirit beings”.  All I have to do is ask for help.  Hopefully they won’t be too busy “frolicking in the fields and forests” when I need them.  Either unwilling or unable to come to my aid in time to do any good.  Well, let’s remain positive, shall we, Fransi?

Stay tuned.  I’ll be giving you progress reports from time to time.