Heading out on Monday morning I had a list of errands and appointments to tick off.
My list looked something like this:
Morning writing, finish by 10.30am
Money errand, pick up glasses
Chiropractor at 11.15am
12pm – 1.30pm beautician
2pm hour long appointment
3.30pm meet friend for coffee and chit chat
Library for quick research, home by 6pm
Evening writing before family dinner
Yes, it was a busy day, but a week out from a month long trip, one’s to do list often is.
Of course, knowing Mercury was in station meant I also packed a flexible attitude, which unfortunately didn’t stop me having a minor meltdown over my not quite right glasses.
Granted, I kept my cool while dealing with a single finger typist as I collected some cash (which extended a normally 5 minute transaction to about 15mins!!). My glasses weren’t an exact match from the previous pair, which led to much discussion and debate about what to do, but of course meant I was late. Already. And it wasn’t even lunch yet.
Apologetic phone calls followed as I rescheduled the chiropractor to 12pm (did I mention I was DESPERATE to see the chiro as I’d aggravated an old disc issue in my lower back over the weekend) and cancelled the beautician. No pretty toes for me! It was decided the glasses could be brought back later in the week for a tweak or two and off I toddled to the chiropractor.
Since I wasn’t going to the beautician anymore, I decided to use the extra time to eat lunch (not sure when I would have eaten had the day gone to plan!) and hit the library, thereby ensuring I’d get home a little earlier.
Upon entering the library in what was essentially bonus time, I discovered a book on Prince William which of course distracted me for 20mins while I read the juicy bits on his romance and marriage. Then, I had to squeeze my research into less than half an hour, as so not to be late for my 2pm.
I managed to grab a few books for one feature, knowing I’d have to return to the library later in the week for research on another. Then, having forgotten to factor in extra walking time between the library and my appointment, ended up being almost 10mins late (I’m hobbling at the pace of snails right now, hunched over, old lady style. My body appears to be having its own version of Mercury station.)
Wrapped up the appointment shortly after 3pm, in time to grab snacks and a gift for my friend’s new place, only to arrive at her door about 10mins after our appointed meet up time to see a truck of some kind on the footpath and half a dozen or so workmen laying concrete (still wet!) right at her front door. Talk about one’s way being barred. Saw it as a sign I was meant to go home much earlier than planned, sent her a text (she didn’t respond so is likely having her own mad Mercury Monday!) and slowly hobbled down to the bus stop for the trip home.
In all that running around, I managed to:
– pick up glasses which need to go back for tweaks
– do half of what I needed to at the library
– buy a gift for someone only to not see them
In classic Mercury station style everything moved MUCH slower than usual, and most of what I ‘did’ needs to be redone in some way down the track.
I got home to find a note on the door from FedEx that they’d finally shown up with a delivery arranged 10 days ago – that requires a signature – saying they’d try again tomorrow.
Astro note: I find the stations of Mercury (the start and end of the retrograde) to be the most frustrating. Mercury is not moving at all, in either direction, making progress of any kind tough to create. Once the retrograde itself gets going, time and energy can be used to revitalise what’s been neglected.
So, how’s the Mercury station in your world?
If you’d like to find out more about how special factors, like speed, direction and oriental/occidental affect a planet’s meaning, join me for this half day studyshop in Sydney this November.