... and Mars a day away from the Midheaven, but the woman at the Apple store when I took my 15 inch MacBook Pro back to swap it for the 13 inch MacBook Air couldn't have been any nicer or more accommodating, and now I feel as though I really did get a fabulous Christmas present.
The MacBook Pro was bought in such a hurry right before Christmas in that insane month when Sirjana arrived from Kathmadu it's kind of a miracle I could focus on buying a computer at all. Traffic was backed up for miles, Liza was driving, her mother in the passenger seat, Sirjana behind her in the car seat and me next to Sirjana, playing my Sherpa role and holding my hand out for each piece of clementine peel that S was taking off and putting it in my bag and hoping it would take her a really long time to peel it. It ended up taking us more than an hour to drive from Cambridge to Legacy Place in Dedham anyway, so we were all frazzled by the time we got there, and of course Mercury was retrograde in the Eighth House of other people's money (it was a Christmas present), not that I even realized that as the whole month, in retrospect, was so crazed. "I was thinking about this" I said to the salesman, about the Air, "but I really want to be able to see more than one document at once." "Oh well then," he said, "You need the 15 inch MacBook Pro," and that was that. That's what I got.
I took it up to the Bronx last Thursday as a kind of test when I went to see Albert, and even without Sweet Pea in his carrier in my other hand, the way it will be when I fly back to Silver, I still felt as though I was lugging a brick around, and could hardly wait to get to the Apple store this morning and exchange it.
So - don't buy *big ticket* items when Mercury is retrograde, no matter what house it's in. Astrologer, heal thyself.
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