Venus sextile Saturn

So how long has it been since Elizabeth came by, left me the dripworks catalog and told me I could do it myself? No matter: with today's aspect I was able to sit in my desk chair for a whole hour and begin to look at the catalog and watch How-To videos on the website.

Before that I started to go through papers to begin to sort out the piles on my desk I made when I was clearing up for last week's Hot Dog and Bratwurst Barbecue. I would appear to have lost my Bank of America checkbook, so have had to transfer money to Citibank and write checks from the New York account for Silver City invoices, praying the checks won't get deposited till the money is there. Then once I started going through files and folders I brought from Cambridge I found an extra book of BofA checks which I could have used if I'd known I brought them without doing the transfer, which made me determined to go through every single drawer and file folder in this room so I know exactly what's here.

In the first five minutes I found two Christmas cards from friends I'm no longer in touch with from 2002, two 1950's booklets of knitted baby clothes patterns, six sheets of good construction paper, three sets of alphabet stencils, a Red Cross symbol from World War I, a dining room menu from the Pacific Steamship Company from 1924 and a photograph of Anna Pavlova and Mikail Mordkin of the Imperial Russian Ballet, probably also from the 1920s.

Still unable to part with any of these treasures, I put them back in one of the pockets of the plastic concertina folder I found them in and then took myself off to knitting for an hour before coming back and opening the dripworks catalog. I got as far as going outside and pacing around to see how much emitter tubing (!) I'd need before realizing I needed to draw out a plot of the whole *garden* area to do it properly.

At this point I remembered there was a new moon in Virgo coming on Sunday, ruled by a direct Mercury, decided that was a good enough reason to procrastinate a bit longer and stuck the winter coat I bought at a yard sale two weeks ago for 33 cents (clothes were a dollar a bag and I got three things) in the laundry. September sixth and I'll be back in Cambridge.