Mercury Square Chiron

Spent the day getting ready for tomorrow's bash with one more trip to Food Basket for champagne and Guinness for Black Velvets probably no one will drink.

No brilliant insights and no confused thinking, except I made cheese straws for the first time in years and forgot to put in the corn meal and wondered why the dough was so wet. Didn't taste too bad.

Mars Sextile Mars

OK, I'm supposed to be feeling energetic and vigorous and my physical health will be quite good (hasn't been for the past few months and probably won't be for another year or so) but I did open the four Christmas cards I've had for a week and respond to two of them so I guess that passes as energetic and vigorous. 

It was rainy and overcast and I thought it would be a good day to stay home and get started on what needs to be done for Thursday but I let S persuade me we should go to Deming and get the THING out so - big mistake letting her sleep late -  I called INTOXALOCK and made an appointment for two. 

Took a pair of reader glasses to Van Dram so I'll be able to see when I'm driving, returned the Vivai or whatever they're called shoes that were too small returned the Danskin tapered leggings that were too big, bought Sushi rice at the co-op and set off for Deming, and here astrology truly comes into play because I didn't write this yesterday and today - 12/30 - I have Mercury trine Mercury and at 7:28am  have already sauted (?) garlic and added pork ribs and they are cooking away and I'm about to try to make shortbread and refine the shopping list and Mars sextile Mars will have to wait. 

Venus Opposed to Saturn and Square Neptune

We sailed through this one, no problems.

Invited to lunch by a neighbor, we were picked up by him at noon, went off to Toad, had lunch and were brought back to make yet another shopping list. 

S has decided she's making dumplings and Spam musubi and I'm making hummus. Cheese straws would be nice but with the tiny new oven would take about two days to make enough so they're out. I might do gingerbread and shortbread but attempts so far with the wrong size pans haven't been what you'd call successful. 

Mr. S is slowly becoming used to S and dares to come into the house when she's visible. Waving a Churu helps. It's finally getting cold and he's slept with me for several nights now. All good except he has an inner clock that wakes him at five as he wants to go out which means he wakes me and by the time S wakes up I've been awake for four or five hours. 

Never mind, all good. Tomorrow might be the day The Thing comes out of the car. 

Weak, Transient Effect

Thank goodness. It's one of those "Just the Moon" days where even I am not obsessed enough to see what happens at the time it's exact - Moon square Saturn at 9:37am - three hours away and I've been up since five because of the cat so am going to try to go back to sleep in spite of already having drunk two cups of real coffee. 

TBC.

10:26 and safe. Raining, which is hasn't done for months. S still asleep and I'm going to open the four Christmas Cards I've had, respond to them one way or another and try to clean up a bit. 

Farmer's Market off as it's raining, all the kindling got wet again because we didn't bring it in, loads and loads of food to eat and a menu and a list to be made for New Year's Day Open House. 

Mercury Square Mars and Opposed to Uranus

 

>>>You’re making great progress in earning back your streak!

Well that was Duolingo, and today is Boxing Day, 12/26, and this is a pitiful attempt to catch up with this poor little blog. 

I've earned back my Duolingo streak, but that had nothing to do with the 19th, which is when I think I gave in to the fact The Thing would still be in my car on 12/20 when I was supposed to drive to Tucson (three hours away) to pick up my surrogate grandchild,  S, who's been here for six days now  spending the festive holiday season with me. 

So with Mercury opposed to Uranus I admitted to myself The Thing would still be in my car when S arrived and the sensible thing to do would be to accept J's gracious offer to drive to Tucson with me as a passenger and drive back to Silver with me and S as passengers and give up on the fight to get The Thing out of my car. 

I must have driven to Deming on Thursday 12/18 when the Sun was trine Mercury for me, which I'd taken as the perfect day - exactly a year to the day that the first Thing had been installed in my car because of the DWI from 11/1/2024 - to get the second Thing out of my car, the second Thing being a device that required  only blowing instead of blowing and humming at the same time, except I hadn't looked at Device Removal Requirements so when I got to Deming (an hour away) Interstate Transmission told me they couldn't take IT out with approval from ITS manufacturer and I had a temper tantrum and drove back to Silver. 

This will have to do as a catch-up of this blog and now that Christmas is over I'll do my best to (hah!) to keep it up to date. 

Mercury Square Mars and Opposed to Uranus

Well, here I am posting after a horrendous week, so it can't be all bad sickly grin. 

Monday, with Venus sextile the Moon, I took myself off to the court house here as advised by my compliance officer to get the necessary paperwork to reinstate my drivers license. (What I've probably never said here is in November 2024 I was given a fully-deserved DWI, had an Ignition Interlock device called Lifesaver installed on 12/18/2024, was unable to get the device to work and have had a year from hell ever since with incorrect information being given to me by judges, attorneys (well, one) and the compliance (probation) officers of the New Mexico DWI program.)

So Venus sextile the Moon or not, I was told the court had nothing whatsoever to do with my license getting reinstated and I needed to go to the MDV closer to the day - 12/18/25 - my license could be re-instated. That was enough to send me home for the day and I have no idea what I did then. 

Mars Trine Venus...

 ...and Venus trine Sun.  

went

This is too perfect: earlier in the week neighbours had invited me to a Holiday Concert and today was the day to go.  It was an ARMY Holiday Concert. I'm now home listening to Frank Morgan. 

*****

I'm not the one thinking anybody needs a definition of Holiday Concert. I'm humoring Google. 

Venus Opposed to Uranus

 A Break from the Norm

I saw this yesterday morning and thought oh yeah, I'll be looking for  exciting and stimulating experiences and making an effort to meet new people and have adventures all right, that'll be easy when it's yet another day of me and the cat in the middle of nowhere, but I didn't write it as it seemed just a little negative.

So - most important thing to do was to call Southwest Bone and Joint to see if I could get another injection  in my knee as I'm sick and tired of hobbling around all the time and taking handfuls of Tylenol Extra Strength throughout the day. 

Result of that was a prescription for Tramadol and being told that when that ran out I was to find some place for pain management. 

Only choice for Internet service here is HughesNet, America's Best Rural Internet Service, which works reasonably well unless it's rainy or cloudy or late afternoon when presumably many people who also have to use it get home from work and want to get online. None of those conditions applied throughout the day yesterday but my connection kept dropping and as I spend most of my life online I was getting angrier and angrier as the hours went by.

Mid-afternoon I got a message from Walmart that my prescription was ready and why didn't I save a visit by having it delivered, which is how I get prescriptions and groceries because of the device in my car.  Shortly after that the pharmacist called telling me Tramadol was a heavy-duty opioid and would I mind telling her why I needed it. "I need a knee replacement and a hip replacement", I said, "and before I can get those done I need a stent in my heart". That seemed to qualify me for Tramadol, but then she told me the prescription was for only five days. Ah yes, PLENTY of time to find myself a pain management clinic. 

Never mind, soldier on, one thing at a time. Get online to the Walmart Pharmacy to get the Tramadol delivered and lo and behold, I CAN'T get it delivered and have to go and pick it up, which I'm not about to do because of The Thing In The Car. 

Switch gears and start to look for a pain management place, and discover there's one in Deming, only an hour away, and I need to go to Deming the next day (today) to have TTITC calibrated so I call to see if I can get an appointment. Fat chance, as it's the next day, but I have to go to Deming on 12/18 to get TTITC removed and perhaps I can get an appointment then. 

Well maybe I could have done but this is New Mexico so when I called I got the receptionist telling me Mr. Gomez was out today and to please leave a message, while the answering machine telling me to leave a message was playing at the same time, and when I hung up and called back I got exactly the same thing. I left a message but it was unintelligible and I doubt very much anyone is going to return my call.

By this point I was seething and it suddenly seemed like the right time to write  a review for the solar company that installed panels on my house in 2023 and made a disastrous botch-up of the job. I've been thinking of doing it since April and this day was what it took for me to do it. It's not posted yet as one friend thought it was fine, one didn't, and I said I'd sleep on it, which I did.

Now it's time for me to go to Deming, stop off at Walmart on the way and try and find the pain management place while I'm there. Stimulating and exciting adventures indeed. This isn't proofed.

No Posts for a Week

 No fun being in pain most of the time, but I make it worse by not writing about it.

The good news is I've been able to make an appointment for the ultrasound I need before I can have the stent inserted in my heart for the day after I take my Christmas visitor back to the airport in Tucson, a convoluted sentence if ever I wrote one. That means I don't need to have anyone come to stay to feed Mr. S. as I'll only be gone for one night. The ultrasound appointment's for 10:30, shouldn't take too long and then I only have the three hour journey back to Silver. I h*ate the word h*ate but I really do h*ate having to drive three hours to get to a doctor. 

Okay, that's a start. If I were in better mental health I'd have written about last Wednesday, the second exact transit of Uranus opposed to Chiron, third one coming up in April '06. 

Uranus Opposed to Chiron Exact

I still have hours of community service to do so I went and washed dog bowls for two hours and when I left there was a woman trying to get a huge dog crate into the back of her car and not succeeding. Enter helpful old me, and we took all the flattened  Amazon boxes and two bags of trash (I was going to the dump) out of the back of my car, transferred them to her car, got the giant dog crate into the back of mine and I followed her to her house, which was on the way to the dump. She had a skip at her house and took all my cardboard and trash to go in the skip, got the dog crate out of my car, we swore everlasting friendship and I went to the local The Poor Pay More supermarket.

There I met a neighbor I haven't seen for months, asked if if I had a New Year's Day Open House Party as I did in the days before Covid she would come, she said yes and I decided I'd do it. Could I be making this any less interesting?

Forcing myself to go on, in the afternoon a friend and her adult son came over and we did a swap of a duster coat I've had for decades to her son in exchange for some handy-man stuff I can't do myself.

At the time it felt like a wonderful day, which no one would know from reading this.