Alert regular readers will notice an abrupt overnight change in the appearance of this blog, the combined result of my attempting to switch from its rather dated appearance to something looking as though I'm aware the current year is 2012 and not having a clue about what I'm doing. The sinking feeling I got last night as even after hours spent on Blogger Help I was unable to revert to the previously looked-down-upon fuddy-duddy old Scribe, was, I think, a manifestation of this post's title, as was my deciding I could be focused enough to attempt to make the change.
Mercury, as I'm beginning to realize is normal, is in full Trickster mode this week, ruling buying and selling while I attempt to negotiate with my landlord's attorney over whether he buys me out or lets me renew my lease and sublet for the coming two years. We started yesterday and he said he hopes to have an answer for me by the end of the week; fine by me as transiting Mercury will no longer be retrograde (albeit almost so and just about stationery) as I need all the help I can get. While the thought of having only one checking account is enough to get me dizzy with excitement, the thought of giving up a place that's been home for 38 years is more than sobering, but that's Saturn when he gets himself mixed up with Mercury.
This wonderfully light-hearted aspect was in play with Saturn direct before Christmas when - well, best to draw a veil over it, really, as Saturn went on to station opposite my Venus, and we all know what happened then, and will reappear in September for a third and final blast. The aspect perfects this coming Sunday, which just happens to be my birthday. I don't understand a word of all the "the universe is impartial" stuff. All I know is I'd bet my life it has a very black sense of humor.
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