I could change the name of this to Whenever-Mother-and-Child-Are-Out-Astrology, but that wouldn't be fair as there have been plenty of times that's happened in the past couple of weeks and I haven't logged in to write. The sad truth; I'd rather read the Daily Mail than update this.
So, in a nutshell, some highlights: two Sundays ago, with the Sun square the Ascendant, I called American to cancel my reservation on miles for April 6 and asked how much it cost to put the miles back into my account. $150, I was told, and once I recovered the power of speech I asked if I could simply leave the miles where they are and use them again. Oh yes, American Agent says brightly, You have six months to re-use them and before I can even think Oh good, I'll use them when I go out to Silver, she goes on But you have to use them for exactly the same trip, which in my case means a trans-Atlantic flight to Madrid, not exactly what I was planning on doing twice in one year.
Solution: do nothing, leave the miles where they are and put a note in my day book to check out Super Saver 20,000 miles one-way international flight availability when I get back from the first trip.
Jupiter square Saturn and opposed to Neptune the day before Valentine's and I *came down with* the flu that TH had the week before. It knocked me out completely for only one day and then left me with a hacking cough and streaming nose, making me right at home with Star Child and Ahma, as I've just discovered Ama is spelled. Also just discovered it means 'domestic servant' as well as 'mother.' Curiousier and curiousier.
Mars square the Ascendant two days later and I called Silver Health Care to find out why they are still billing me for my 'free' Welcome to Medicare physical back in September. Oh, they say, Medicare says you've been eligible for Medicare since June 2009 and you missed the one year grace period for the no-charge checkup. Deciding not to mention that they'd just asked me for my birthdate and I'd told them April 8, 1945, I called Medicare and was told of course I had been eligible for my free check-up as I was born on April 8, 1945, and to tell Silver Health Care to resubmit the claim. I called them back and they said they would. Three days later I went to New York, picked up my mail and saw that Medicare had paid the claim in full in January.
And on it goes, blah blah blah; if I do not learn soon to write this every day I shall be saying Saturn is square Venus (it's not, thank God) and I cleaned my teeth three times today.
There has been a lot of Chiron in the mix and it's made its presence known, most painfully with me and Ahma and her feeling Star Child will become much too fond of me and needs her attention directing to Ahma when she gets home from work. My point from the beginning has been Star Child is two and can't be expected to understand she has to ignore me once you come home when she's been with me all day.
It's gotten a little fraught at times but we've survived, to give the short version, and here I am as Mercury conjuncts Mars, finally catching up and wondering if I can get another shot of Rescue Remedy into Sweet Pea so I can trim his claws before he completely destroys the back of the big armchair trying to get my attention so I'll play with him, when all I really want to do is read the Daily Mail.
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