Jupiter Trine Uranus

Well if it takes this to get me to do my Spanish homework more than an hour before the start of class, I don't think I'll be saying too much in Spain in April except "Me llama Pamela." I mean, I know I'm leading a very little life at the moment, but still, you'd think something a bit more exciting than this would manifest. I would, anyway, especially with Mars also trine Uranus this afternoon. But when I think about it, it's perfect - Jupiter (foreign lands) trine Uranus (unusual) and I actually make an early start on Spanish homework.

There was certainly a bit of split-second timing to the day. I went to the library when I'd finished working ( a Uranus (computer) nightmare) to see if I could get any more Denise Pima books, a mystery author I've just discovered and like a lot. The library happens to have a downstairs book store selling donated books and library cast-offs, and there was a big sign saying "Mysteries Half Price." This seemed like an opportunity to behave like a good American and keep my green card in good standing so I went down and lo and behold, they had both the titles I was looking for for two dollars each instead of four.

Emboldened by this success, I asked if they had Barbara Pym's autobiography, 'A Very Private Eye.' I never liked her books, but was all prepared to throw caution to the winds and squander another two dollars if they had it. The biography man did a double take when I asked him. "It just came in!' he said. 'That's amazing, someone else asked for something today and that had just come in! Do you know how often that happens?' I didn't, but his enthusiasm was enough to let me know it wasn't very often.

"Now where is it?" he said. "I just had it in my hand." He looked through all the books he was shelving in the back, then decided he must have put it out on the shelves already. "Follow me!" he said, and I trotted off after him and we both looked through all the Ps on the biography shelf. Nothing. Back to the back room, more "I just had it in my hands," (something I find myself saying about ten times a day now that I'm in my dotage), one more trip out to the big room, back to the newly donated books again and aha! He found it, except it was a biography and not the auto-biography I was looking for.

Never mind. He was agreeable, helpful, knowledgeable (he told me about a couple of other Pymmy authors), obviously loves books and said he'd keep an eye out for Private and to stop by again when I'm in the neighborhood. So now when I've finished as much of my homework as I can stand to do I can get in my little beddie with an unread-by-me Denise Pima and bliss myself out for five minutes before I fall asleep. !(pretend that's upside down) Que suerte!