Sun Sextile Uranus and...

 ...Venus conjunct Venus  

Yesterday: OK so I have an appointment with the surgeon to discuss my upcoming right hip transplant and only wait an hour to be seen.

We get into a discussion about what hurts and I say my right knee does, I think, but I can't really tell where the pain is coming from, just that it's difficult to walk. The pain in your knee may well be received pain from the hip, says the surgeon. We look at an X-ray of my hip and even I can see the difference between the ball in the socket of my left hip and the big mess on the other side. 

We're here to treat pain, the surgeon says, so you should have your knee replaced first, but the insurance company won't pay for two things in one visit so you'll have to come back next week to get your knee X-rayed. (My GP had sent me to the hospital a month ago for the hip X-ray.)

But the hip replacement is so much easier, I say, everyone says that. No it's not, says the surgeon. They're both serious surgeries. I make an appointment for the knee X-ray next week and on the way home wonder what it will be like when my knee is "OK" after the surgery and I'll have  excruciating pain because of the destroyed hip. 

In spite of all this a friend I haven't seen for ages comes over in the afternoon and we have a brilliant game of UpWords. 

Sun Trine Frigging Pluto

Written on 3/28.

Of course it's Sun Trine Pluto—how can a day like this NOT be Sun trine Pluto—and here is the amazing thing. I didn't know. 

Added 3/30: I no longer pay the attention I once did to daily transits. 

A bit of a breakthrough - living life instead of making notes on it.  

Will describe later. 

Yesterday's Mercury Square Uranus

It was late afternoon when I'd recovered from the work crew being here all week and finally being left to my own devices that I went out to water the garden—neglected while the crew were here as whatever had been on the front porch was scattered all over the place and I couldn't water without hitting something I shouldn't—and discovered my only two months old wonderful make my life easier watering system had been wound incorrectly with the hose not all inside the winding wheel so that it was sticking and not able to unwind properly and all the frustrations of the past three months came to the surface and I completely lost my temper.

I suppose it's proof of my new found maturity (?) that after a minute of cursing and swearing I came back inside, did something else for an hour, went back out, tried to unstick it, swore a bit more, came in for another hour and when I went back for the third time I was able to get it unstuck—not easy— and water the garden, discovering as I did so the havoc the crew had wrought on many of my plants and not immediately picking up the phone and complaining to the crew supervisor. 

I still haven't done that, but I shall, as the nozzle on the hose is covered with stucco gunk I can't get off and when I mentioned this earlier in the week I'd been promised a new nozzle, forgotten about when I paid the final bill yesterday. 

I'm daring to think that this sudden renewal of the ability to write coherent sentences is a good thing. 

Saturn Square Saturn exact and Venus Square the MC....

.....and later in the day Mercury square Uranus.

I am driving myself around the bend waiting for these workmen to be gone. I can't just accept that they're here on the front porch and then the back patio and they've been here for almost two weeks now and I'm allowing myself to be driven crazy.

First Physical Therapy appointment this morning at 8 and I came straight back to the house and have been here ever since. I OUGHT to take trash into town and haven't done it, I OUGHT to do this and OUGHT to do the other and I just sit here in the little back bedroom and indulge my Trump Derangement Syndrome and watch Pondering Politics and Adam Mockler and all the rest saying and showing that Trump is a crazy old man intent on destroying this country and just wish that this crew would pack up all their stuff and be gone. 

Note from yesterday: Somewhere around early afternoon yesterday I was able to rouse myself and put a load of laundry in. Ten minutes after that a plumber appeared and said he had to shut off the water for a bit. I pointed him to the well house, lifted the lid of the washing machine and switched it off.

Thirty minutes later he completed his job, which will make it much easier for me to attach a hose to the outside faucet, turned the water back on and left. I went to restart the laundry that had been sitting in the tub for 30 minutes and it wouldn't turn on. Several attempts but would not turn on. Called plumber, asked him to come back and when he had showed him how the machine wouldn't turn on. He shut the lid and immediately my sheets began swishing around in soapy water and I felt like the biggest idiot of all time. 

I have no business living in a house. 

But this is what it looks like with the horrible pink wall gone. 

And of course the Moon is in the Fourth today -

"This is a good time to retire by yourself to your own private place. You seek and need comfort from the demands of the outside world, and having a pleasant relaxing time at home is probably the best way to accomplish this."

 

So Now the Sun's with Saturn Opposing Saturn

This really is like a living nightmare. And just as I'm about to to go to talk about this morning - workmen everywhere, me stuck in the little back room with lousy Internet and banging noises all over the place and the guys go off for lunch and I think it's safe to put a load of laundry in and I do and then a plumber arrives and tells me has to shut the water off - as I climb back on to the bed a text comes telling me one of the people I used to play tennis with has died, "they think about four days ago".

Chilling words for them of us what live alone. 

The poking and scraping outside has started again. Plumber seems to have left. No idea whether he turned the water on again or not. 

Should I leave this open to chronicle the future events of the day or accept reality and acknowledge I probably won't write anything else and just "publish"?

4:21pm

OK, my solitary reader, whomever you might be (and thank you), have not read this post and so I can add to it instead of having to do a whole new post under the same aspects. If I had any discipline I could set a time for posting and do it every day to the hour. to the hour.  I don't.

My (intercepted) Aries Sun in the Twelfth has never liked having workmen at the house so of course now the Sun has joined up with Saturn there are workmen swarming all over the place and I'm imprisoned in the little back bedroom at LWH where there's lousy Internet. There's lousy Internet all over the house come to think of it but it's the worst here.

Saturn Square Saturn and Opposed to Neptune

So this is supposed to be the roughest time of all, it seems, from the 13th of March or so till the first few days of April. No argument from me.

Just wrote three more paras that the lousy Internet didn't save. 

...and now Venus sextiles the Moon

This is what happens when your natal Sun sextiles your Moon—one day Venus conjuncts your Sun, the next it sextiles your Moon. (Tim Cook has decided there's no such word as "sextile" and keeps replacing it with "textile". If I miss one, please accept my apology.)

Sidetrack: I'm beginning to think that when Neptune conjuncted Saturn whenever that was (the day SCOTUS told POTUS his tarriffs were illegal)and gave everyone on earth the chance to begin something new, the something new for me is getting a YouTube channel going. 

I have one, of course, but I don't know what its name is. I don't think it has one. I did it last year when Trump was sitting there day after day having executive orders read out to him and then signing them and holding them up to show us all he knew how to sign his name and what a clever boy he was. 'Tis my hope that that signature will put him in jail. 

Moving on from that example of my impetuosity to Venus sextiling the Moon today, I'm very happy here at home, hobbling and piddling around emptying the living room and Big Sunny Space for the painters on Monday. I'm on a bit of a roll and don't want to be sitting here inside on this glorious day. So maybe later. 

  It's taken a long time for me to call this house home and I'm happily hobbling and piddling 

• impetuousness noun

"poddling 

around emptying the living room and Big Sunny Space for the painters on Monday. 

• 
  

I think right now I have about 4 Google accounts and am reluctant to trash them as  this blog might be attached to one of them 

Venus Conjunct the Sun, CONTINUED

Personal magnetism - this should be good. 

Well, the cat was out all last night so he's been having a cuddle all morning.

This is kind of in reverse - people staying away - but I was expecting the stucco crew to be here again and they're not, so it feels like a holiday not having to walk around closing the curtains as I go from room to room, not that I do that very much. 

I do have a friend coming by this afternoon, and it always goes well when I see her.

I just wish the being in pain didn't stop me from doing anything else. 

 9:33 PM

P.S. I have to stop being a big baby. A friend I haven't seen for ages texted and asked if this weekend was a good time for her to visit. I said no, not quite that abruptly, but we exchanged emoji hearts and all is well.

Then when the friend I knew was coming came she brought me some beautiful little live pansies that I can put in a bowl easily and have on the back patio table. 

Much more better than I imagined. 

Mercury Conjunct Mars

OK, back to normal haha. 

Quick events of last two weeks: 

My sister died.

Trump took us to war.

My leg really really hurt.

It's the 15th. I started to write this on the 13th, couldn't finish it. 

A Test of Endurance

Chiron square the Midheaven:

This is the second go-around of this and will be over at the beginning of April, just as Chiron moves on to conjunct Mercury and then Venus. 

I haven't written on here for a week and have lost my 90 day streak on Duolingo.

It seems I can cope with anything except physical pain. Last time this was in effect was the jumping through hoops time with all the incorrect DWI information. 

I see the surgeon for a consult about my hip replacement on 3/30. 

A Strange Time

The past couple of weeks, that is. 

Strange enough to knock me off here for a few days. 

What was it? It might have been the chickens come home to roost but I don't think that applies to me. 

Going to see what astro.com told me might manifest this morning.

 

The Real Mars Trine Saturn

I've lit a fire only once since S left at the beginning of January, and most of the wood she brought in for me has been stacked in the living room since then. Yesterday, log by log, one at a time, emboldened by  by the Tramadol I haven't wanted to take, I took it all outside to the back patio and piled in on the rock wall, as the ceiling in the room is being repaired and repainted if the roofer ever comes back to do the work and  the room needs to be as empty as possible when that happens. 

Today, Monday 3/9, the Sun opposes Jupiter for me and Venus opposes Neptune. Will be interesting to see the manifestations, if any, at the end of the day. 

Mars Trine Saturn

Phew! Suddenly this computer—the iMac I bought six months ago that I didn't really need—wouldn't let me log in this morning, except it's really afternoon because I slept till 10:30 which was really 11:30 because I was supposed to put the time forward last night and I never take any notice of that for days as I never have to go anywhere or do anything so time doesn't matter.

Anyway it wouldn't let me log in, which has never happened before, and I had to go through screen after screen the likes of which I've never seen before. Eventually I did see something in my search for help that looked easy. 

Tap three times on the power button.

I did and it worked and I was able to log in with my password. Mars trine Saturn? It took a couple of hours. 

7:13 pm

Pluto Trine Neptune REALLY EXACT...

...with Progressed Moon in the Tenth opposing Natal Pluto in the Fourth at the same time. 

OR:

How My Obsession with Astrology Ruined My Life only joking.

Below, today's attempt at writing the story of my life.

 I should just admit it. It's true and I don't like it. I'm addicted to Apple computers. 

They were supposed to be easier to use than DOS and appeared in the early 90s when I worked as  night manager for a  transcription business in New York. 

Uranus Trine Chiron AGAIN

So now THIS one's back, with all its supposed genius energy and a general feeling of well-being and health, which escapes me completely, and as far as I'm concerned simply adds a heavy dose of Chiron (square the Midheaven again right now) to all the Saturn that's part and parcel of daily life.. 

I did realize yesterday that right now the Progressed Moon's been opposing Pluto in the Fourth for a month or so, and will continue to do so for another couple of months, so God knows what I'm supposed to do with that. Nothing, probably, which is what I'm doing about everything.  

Pluto Trine Neptune Exact

Well I don't know about feeling utterly at one with nature unless you consider spending most of your time in a little room with big windows looking out onto nothing but sky and trees and not seeing anyone or speaking to anyone for days on end and not being able to send a message to Android friends presumably because of having to use America's Best Rural Internet Service because you live in the middle of nowhere being utterly at one with nature. Doesn't really feel like it, or maybe I don't know what it WOULD feel like if I were. 

Certainly leaves you plenty of time to think. 

Venus Opposed to Chiron

I'm paying way too much attention to the war.

I'm not really. It's an excuse for not doing anything other than futz around  holding on to the furniture as I go, trying to make an international phone call via tracfone, trying to get an appointment at the hospital, trying this, trying that, doing nothing. 

I saw this as a comment on Trump's falling asleep all the time and wish I'd posted it.

@Oreofan1 

1 hour ago

The sad thing is he keeps waking up.

**************

Venus Opposed to Chiron:

I've been trying to make an appointment for a consult with a surgeon about my upcoming hip replacement for two days. I've had the referral from my primary care doctor (female) since last Monday, but I'm in no rush about this stuff so I hadn't called. 

When my knee (also due for a replacement) really hurt yesterday I called the number her office gave me , got a busy signal, called again, got a busy signal, repeat repeat. (American translation: I was in severe pain all day yesterday. )

This morning, after a night of trying to sleep with my right leg on a pillow and a cat insisting on doing it too and my knee STILL hurting, my grown up brain told me to call the hospital switchboard to make my appointment and lo and behold, there's a dedicated line for Radiology Scheduling, just not at the number I was given, and I now have an appointment with the surgeon on March 30th. Not exactly the time I had in mind, but it's my fault,  mea culpa, Saturn's in the kitchen and if I wanted an earlier appointment then I should have called the hospital the day after I got the referral. So there. 

Become the transit or suffer the transit. 

 

Mercury Retrograde Opposed to Jupiter

This was yesterday, 3/4.

 OK, let me try and do a regular ordinary post without going off into an orgy of self-congratulation because I'm writing what could be called prose. 

So far  I've managed to make myself a YouTube channel and arrange work to be done on the house while Mercury's retrograde. Nothing started yet on either of them but Astrologer Beware.  

There's the will, as well, further along than it's ever been but do I really want to get it finalized while Mercury's retrograde? A fine time to be thinking about all of this. 

Yesterday my knee really really hurt and it took a while for me to realize I had to double up on pain meds. 

Spent the whole day in bed which I haven't done for a while.                                                                                                                           

Chiron Square Midheaven AGAIN

I've been through this before, last summer, and that has no resemblance to this time.  This time it's physical pain, not mental. 

I'm a lucky girl, not just for that. 

The Emperor has committed suicide, yet we are spared the sight of the body. 

He'll definitely get the Nobel Peace Prize now. 

So probably that's not much to do with Chiron square the MC, but suddenly and miraculously I can write prose. if you can call this that.  It's been a long time since I kept a journal and a longer time since I kept a diary, and I often wonder if it's because that diary got me banished to London where I stayed for a year and then in 1963 came to America to babysit—if, lurking deep in my brain is the thought that if I start to write  again something terrible will happen. 

Venus into the twelfth today, where it lives. She. 

Venus Sextile the Ascendant and then the Midheaven

 I'm feeling very astute, which I looked up to make sure it means what I think it means, and dictionary.com describes it as "keenly perceptive or discerning",  which I almost like more than astute. 

Anyway, this is all because when I went to YouTube earlier today to see if Mr. BigTie's done anything other than pray and play golf since he took us to war without telling anybody, there were all my left-wing radical lunatic favorites—Adam Mockler, Brian Tylor Cohen, Luke Beasley (who I've gone off a bit since he turned comedian but am starting to watch again),  several more I'm too lazy to look up—all saying what I had had the astuteness to perceive yesterday haha—that the "That's the way it is"comment from Mr. BT yesterday about more Americans being killed was the end of him. Done Over. The Beginning of the End of him. Adding insult to injury, you could say, but I'm not.

As I'm managing to write a public post against him, could that be Venus sextile the Midheaven?

How about a neighbor coming back from a trip and giving me this amazing art deco-ish framed poster of Queen Elizabeth II when she was 26 and gorgeous?

Venus sextile the Ascendant?

And Saturn. Always Saturn for the next couple of years. All those YouTube peeps need to be linked to, and it takes me so long to do so I gave up on Adam Mockler before I'd even managed to do it. I need to expand this blog a bit and learn how to do it quickly. 

Mars Sextile Venus (also yesterday, Sunday)

All these Mars and Venus and Mercury transits that happen all the time, there's really nothing to them as I'm usually alone all day and never go anywhere, so when I read my sexual drives will be aroused and I'll I'll want to seek a physical relationship with another person I just roll my eyes and move on.  

I definitely got fired up in a different way when I heard Trump tell us all "that's the way it is" about Americans being killed in the war he just started—that was the Sun conjunct Mars and got me to make a reasonably coherent post about him—but all Mars sextile Venus got me was a phone call from a New York friend when I didn't say much at all as she went into a great deal of detail and then said her phone was at 12% and she had to go. 

Note to self: remember this as the 2026  version of "Hey I've got something on the stove and I have to turn it down" as an excuse to get off the phone with a long-winded person. 

Sun Conjunct Mars

Energy at last. K&L gave me bags of  pine cone husks from outside their house at least two weeks ago and today is the first time I touched them. Weeded a little patch where the agaves are then spread on a layer of golden brown husks and it looked amazing in the sunlight.

So much for astrology (mine).

I see Trump has released a video in which he says more Americans will be killed in the course of whatever is coming because he went to war with Iran yesterday without telling anybody.

He's only just come out of hiding and is saying he doesn't really like the idea of more Americans dying, but that's the way it is and there's really nothing he can do about it. He didn't say all of that. He said he would do everything in his power to stop more soldiers being killed (only the American ones, he doesn't really care about the other ones)  and he would start thinking about these poor potential victims and include them in his prayers as soon as he was done with this video

He doesn't like it but that's the way it is. 

Committing political suicide.