Maybe It's Coming Back
Could be.
RIP 2009 - probably 2026
Reason: Its blogger's inability to withstand pain caused by need for hip replacement and her subsequent collapse into hopelessness and despair.
Here's a good 'un - Sun conjunction Uranus and instead of staying in bed all day as usual I actually get out of bed at 9, write my will and wonder of wonders, take a shower. Too bad it won't happen for another year.
Life as I knew it, that is. Now I'm to have an eleven foot ramp on the back patio replacing the two steep concrete steps I can't get up or down, now that I have to use either a cane or an actual real life walker, so here goes the lovely little rock wall the cat loves to sit on at night and also the big old wooden flower box John made me 20 years ago probably, as it will get in the way of the new ramp.
The plants are all dying in spite of TWO people coming today to water (by mistake), the snapdragons wilting and hanging on for dear life. As for me, I can start to cry at the drop of a hat — at the drop of anything really as to pick anything up from the floor I have to bend my right knee backwards, hold on to the cane with my right hand and try and do a swoop downwards with my right hand and hope I can pick up whatever it is that's on the floor.
...Venus trine Neptune
Both of these perfecting close to midnight tonight but the Venus one definitely winning out so far.
I've now lost my one reader as this is turning into once-a-week-astrology, but it's all that I can do.
I decided yesterday that I'd start to take Tramadol today to be able to get up and start to take care of this house, but no such luck. I've been awake since 4am and here we are going on 9:30 and zilch. Can't do exercises, can't get back to sleep, can't do nothing. Coming to the end of April and I've been in bed all year.
Forced myself to come on here to post and find I started a draft on 4/16 that didn't have a title and definitely didn't have any content, so I changed the date to today, 4/21, when Mercury is about to sextile natal Uranus for me and I am, of course, in bed, MacBook Air on lap, watching YouTube videos about Trump's mis-management of the war he started with Iran.
Posting seems more and more ridiculous. Mars trine Pluto, Uranus sextiling all kinds of things, Venus this, Mercury that, and here I am in bed with no motivation wishing no one would email me (not that too many do) because I can't summon up the energy to respond.
My 90 + days of Duolingo went down the drain weeks ago and every now and again I try a lesson - not finishing the daily quests, just the first lesson to give me a one day streak and promise to make that seven, then don't do a lesson the next day then do one and say I'll do seven - on and on and here goes April, fourth month of the year with nothing changing.
Me and America going down the drain at the same time?