Exact at noon, and by 9:25 I'm out of the house and on my way to the Social Security office, conveniently located within walking distance if you're a New Yorker, to change the bank my SS check is directly deposited into pardon my syntax so I don't need to shell out $20 a month to Citibank for the privilege of letting them use the money in my checking account. And people wonder what OWS is all about...
The waiting room was full, and when I went to the touch screen check-in there was a choice of Appointment or No Appointment, and for a fleeting second I thought I might as well leave there and then, make an appointment and go back another day, but sanity prevailed and I took my No Appointment number. I doubt that I was there more than 30 minutes before I was seen, with most of the other people, presumably with appointments, still there when I left five minutes later. It was all astonishingly efficient and quick - photo ID, SS number, new bank info and bingo, all done.
There was still plenty of time to go to Radio Shack and get a new battery for the landline phone, bop into Trader's Joes for grapes and the fat-free Half and Half they haven't had for weeks and still don't have and be at the school by 11:55 to pick up Star Child. Now all I need is another prod to get me to actually call Citibank and tell them.
18 October, 2011
12 October, 2011
Venus, Mercury and Sun Opposed to Selves
Okay, so these happened over several days and not all at once, but there's a limit to what you can fit into a title. Saturday was the Venus to Venus, which had me polishing off the rest of the licorice I'd bought at Fairway the week before, and spending time with a woman friend I don't see very often and catching up, or catching up as much as it's possible to do with two hours non-stop talking. We then took ourselves off to the St. Mark's Bookstore now that it may be closing, browsed the shelves for an hour or so and eventually each bought a book, something I can't remember doing for ages except second-hand, pardon my syntax. Interestingly, (well, it is to me), the book I shelled out for was The Best Buddhist Writing of 2011, either a foreshadowing of Pluto about to transit my Ninth or an attempt to get used to bopping backwards and forwards from Cambridge to New York every weekend. I've yet to open it since I bought it but I'll take it back with me on the bus tomorrow and read it then ha ha.
The Mercury opposition - like all the others, six to twelve, brought a wonderfully symbolic piece of mail from someone incarcerated in Texas - two pieces, actually, waiting at 326 when we all got back from New York. The first was from the prison - ooh, sorry, correctional institution - itself, and was a carbon copy of a form explaining - well, I have no idea what it was explaining, really, but something to do with an inmate using an envelope suspected of being used as contraband (?), and the other was a letter from the suspect inmate, once addressed to the Texan Tenant c/o me but, as the correctional institution had blacked out his name and left only mine, forwarded from Silver to me here in Cambridge. (None of this I knew when, in a frenzy of excitement at receiving hand-written letters, I tore open the envelopes, seeing only that they came from Texas and, if I thought at all, thinking they were from the Texan Tenants themselves.) i am now typing with one hand as sweet pea, who i've been stroking for the past ten minutes, has plonked himself down on my right hand and is purring loudly. as i'm leaving him behind for another four nights, i'm not moving him. this was a fill-in paragraph.
Then we come to Sun opposed to Sun, magnified by last night's full moon smack on top. Late afternoon brought an email from a friend with a suggested sub-leasee for New York, evening was finger painting (perfect Aries symbolism) with Star Child before she went to bed, and as the full moon perfected and I checked email before I went to bed, a query about the Silver house from the Craigslist posting I forgot to delete when I decided to go with a property management company.
This is taking place with P Mercury literally on the cusp of my second house, entering in a few days time and thank you God thank you Jesus not about to retrograde. Looks as though the Trickster in Two is going to be some variant of commerce and not communication, and maybe my Taurus (real estate) ascendant is kicking in at last.
The Mercury opposition - like all the others, six to twelve, brought a wonderfully symbolic piece of mail from someone incarcerated in Texas - two pieces, actually, waiting at 326 when we all got back from New York. The first was from the prison - ooh, sorry, correctional institution - itself, and was a carbon copy of a form explaining - well, I have no idea what it was explaining, really, but something to do with an inmate using an envelope suspected of being used as contraband (?), and the other was a letter from the suspect inmate, once addressed to the Texan Tenant c/o me but, as the correctional institution had blacked out his name and left only mine, forwarded from Silver to me here in Cambridge. (None of this I knew when, in a frenzy of excitement at receiving hand-written letters, I tore open the envelopes, seeing only that they came from Texas and, if I thought at all, thinking they were from the Texan Tenants themselves.) i am now typing with one hand as sweet pea, who i've been stroking for the past ten minutes, has plonked himself down on my right hand and is purring loudly. as i'm leaving him behind for another four nights, i'm not moving him. this was a fill-in paragraph.
Then we come to Sun opposed to Sun, magnified by last night's full moon smack on top. Late afternoon brought an email from a friend with a suggested sub-leasee for New York, evening was finger painting (perfect Aries symbolism) with Star Child before she went to bed, and as the full moon perfected and I checked email before I went to bed, a query about the Silver house from the Craigslist posting I forgot to delete when I decided to go with a property management company.
This is taking place with P Mercury literally on the cusp of my second house, entering in a few days time and thank you God thank you Jesus not about to retrograde. Looks as though the Trickster in Two is going to be some variant of commerce and not communication, and maybe my Taurus (real estate) ascendant is kicking in at last.
08 October, 2011
Jupiter R Square Pluto
I always thought this meant you'd be striving mightily to achieve something just a bit beyond you, but as all I've done today is take back library books, go to the post office and finish a Noddy dress for Star Child, I'm beginning to revise my opinion; except, of course, I did start the Noddy dress before I even left Silver and have worked on it the past two weekends I've been here (New York), so I suppose to finish it is some kind of accomplishment if you're willing to lower your sights.
Saturn in six is making himself known and probably contributing to my lack of energy. Playing tennis right before I left Silver I injured my right arm in some way, doing something to whatever's in between the elbow and shoulder and diminishing my capacity to lift anything heavy with my right hand, and of course I've done absolutely nothing about it except to think every now and again I should probably get AARP supplemental Medicare insurance. I also caught some kind of cold/cough thing from SC in her second week of school, and neither of us have been able to shake whatever it is. I've been having a nice hot drink of Theraflu every night for the past week but still suddenly break into a hacking cough at intervals throughout the day, as does SC. Add those two ailments together and I'm not feeling on top of the world.
Venus opposed to Venus in a couple of hours isn't helping, although I am about to go out for dinner and can only hope I don't resort to three courses of comfort food. As I'm in New York ha ha the state of my finances will probably preclude stuffing myself. And if it's any emotional comfort, I've just remembered that my Progressed Moon is in an exact conjunction with Pluto as I write (I just checked), so maybe everything I'm feeling is magnified ten-fold (the slowest moving planet wins, metaphysical or not). That does cheer me up a bit as I've been wondering what that aspect might bring since August. Doorknob willing I can get myself downstairs, walk ten blocks, eat something and not encounter the underworld on the way home.
Saturn in six is making himself known and probably contributing to my lack of energy. Playing tennis right before I left Silver I injured my right arm in some way, doing something to whatever's in between the elbow and shoulder and diminishing my capacity to lift anything heavy with my right hand, and of course I've done absolutely nothing about it except to think every now and again I should probably get AARP supplemental Medicare insurance. I also caught some kind of cold/cough thing from SC in her second week of school, and neither of us have been able to shake whatever it is. I've been having a nice hot drink of Theraflu every night for the past week but still suddenly break into a hacking cough at intervals throughout the day, as does SC. Add those two ailments together and I'm not feeling on top of the world.
Venus opposed to Venus in a couple of hours isn't helping, although I am about to go out for dinner and can only hope I don't resort to three courses of comfort food. As I'm in New York ha ha the state of my finances will probably preclude stuffing myself. And if it's any emotional comfort, I've just remembered that my Progressed Moon is in an exact conjunction with Pluto as I write (I just checked), so maybe everything I'm feeling is magnified ten-fold (the slowest moving planet wins, metaphysical or not). That does cheer me up a bit as I've been wondering what that aspect might bring since August. Doorknob willing I can get myself downstairs, walk ten blocks, eat something and not encounter the underworld on the way home.
04 October, 2011
Saturn Trine Moon
This one would probably be a bit more enjoyable if Amma weren't making her way through a two-year Chiron square her Sun transit, which was exact for her for the second time yesterday. I was thinking we were doing quite well - and compared to last year, we are - but when Amma came downstairs to collect Star Child this morning and found her in bed with me watching Kingdom of the Shades on YouTube I got another I don't want her to be on the computer this much speech.
In a way, I was hoist with my own petard, as last night I got it into my head that all I wanted to do was sit on a couch as though it were my own and watch mindless television for an hour, and had begun to watch Law & Order while Star Child was in the bath. When Amma joined me, she started to watch too, and when Star Child asked to look at my iPhoto collection I said yes. SC then wanted to do The Meadow on Amma's computer, a request that got turned down as it was late, which somehow deteriorated into a crying bout on SC's part and me turning off the television. When the storm was over and Amma emerged from the bedroom, I said something about how I wished SC could amuse herself and play quietly or look at books once in a while without having an adult pay constant attention to her, which got thrown in my face this morning when I was discovered in flagrante delicto with American Ballet Theater.
SC usually stays upstairs in the mornings and I was surprised there was no outcry from above when she came down soon after waking up and snuggled up in bed with me. I know Amma is doing her best to accept the situation (me being back in the hallway again) and it is light years different than last year. I just hope we can chug along now in harmony, at least till Chiron retraces its path in December. I don't know whether to end with fingers crossed or yeah, right.
In a way, I was hoist with my own petard, as last night I got it into my head that all I wanted to do was sit on a couch as though it were my own and watch mindless television for an hour, and had begun to watch Law & Order while Star Child was in the bath. When Amma joined me, she started to watch too, and when Star Child asked to look at my iPhoto collection I said yes. SC then wanted to do The Meadow on Amma's computer, a request that got turned down as it was late, which somehow deteriorated into a crying bout on SC's part and me turning off the television. When the storm was over and Amma emerged from the bedroom, I said something about how I wished SC could amuse herself and play quietly or look at books once in a while without having an adult pay constant attention to her, which got thrown in my face this morning when I was discovered in flagrante delicto with American Ballet Theater.
SC usually stays upstairs in the mornings and I was surprised there was no outcry from above when she came down soon after waking up and snuggled up in bed with me. I know Amma is doing her best to accept the situation (me being back in the hallway again) and it is light years different than last year. I just hope we can chug along now in harmony, at least till Chiron retraces its path in December. I don't know whether to end with fingers crossed or yeah, right.
01 October, 2011
Progressed Moon to Pluto
So here I've been thinking that because I'm not in some gut-wrenching relationship feeling like some wretched love-lorn woman in a Dorothy Parker short story, as I was the last time this happened, I've been getting away with this scot-free.
Only this morning, wondering who's going to be picking up the mail now that the house is empty and thinking about calling Irrigation Woman to see what she'd charge for setting up a system in the front as well, did I realize that this time around moon = house and it's sitting right on top of Your Friend and Mine, Enforced Change Pluto.
For the past three years I've been astonishingly fortunate with my Craigslist posting and have found a succession of good people to live there and take care of it, but I guess with Uranus in Aries we all have a whole new life and an empty house is part of mine.
P Moon was two degrees off natal Pluto when the hoo-haw with the psychotic break Texas people was happening, P Mercury was squaring natal Jupiter exactly and I was doing my marathon backwards and forwards across the country act because of Sweet Pea the Escape Artist. Now P Moon is creeping up to conjunct P Pluto, barely more than 30 seconds of arc away from its natal placement, and that perfects this coming Sunday, October 9.
In theory, I'm going to be in New York with Amma and Star Child, as a mutual friend will be there, but I thought I was going to be in New York on 9/11 and I know what happened to that little plan.
Thanks to T the house is going to be listed with a real estate company that does property management, and the agent is sending me the inventory forms and agreements today. Of course I've already been through this once last month, when another company in Silver was interested in listing it until they called the next day to say the market was so bad they'd discontinued doing rentals. That was with P Moon to Pluto as well.
As my *prediction* for new Moon on Neptune last week was that I'd send a copy of Just For You out and I have yet to completely print the revised script, I'll stay away from guessing what might happen for the moment. Next week P Mercury enters my second house the same day of the full moon, which falls smack on my Sun. I expect I'll get the envelope from the rental agent.
Only this morning, wondering who's going to be picking up the mail now that the house is empty and thinking about calling Irrigation Woman to see what she'd charge for setting up a system in the front as well, did I realize that this time around moon = house and it's sitting right on top of Your Friend and Mine, Enforced Change Pluto.
For the past three years I've been astonishingly fortunate with my Craigslist posting and have found a succession of good people to live there and take care of it, but I guess with Uranus in Aries we all have a whole new life and an empty house is part of mine.
P Moon was two degrees off natal Pluto when the hoo-haw with the psychotic break Texas people was happening, P Mercury was squaring natal Jupiter exactly and I was doing my marathon backwards and forwards across the country act because of Sweet Pea the Escape Artist. Now P Moon is creeping up to conjunct P Pluto, barely more than 30 seconds of arc away from its natal placement, and that perfects this coming Sunday, October 9.
In theory, I'm going to be in New York with Amma and Star Child, as a mutual friend will be there, but I thought I was going to be in New York on 9/11 and I know what happened to that little plan.
Thanks to T the house is going to be listed with a real estate company that does property management, and the agent is sending me the inventory forms and agreements today. Of course I've already been through this once last month, when another company in Silver was interested in listing it until they called the next day to say the market was so bad they'd discontinued doing rentals. That was with P Moon to Pluto as well.
As my *prediction* for new Moon on Neptune last week was that I'd send a copy of Just For You out and I have yet to completely print the revised script, I'll stay away from guessing what might happen for the moment. Next week P Mercury enters my second house the same day of the full moon, which falls smack on my Sun. I expect I'll get the envelope from the rental agent.
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