Mabon
Happy Mabon, the Autumn Equinox is fully upon us in a time of the new moon.
This next month starts off with a fresh slate, as the moon is now in its waxing aspect for new beginnings and the year is starting to wind down. This is a time of nurturing thought as opposed to action; this is a time to study, learn, and gestate ideas and plans.
Perhaps Kansas City may be an option rather than an end of itself. The desire to move there is not for permanence, but a kickstart to other routes. What those routes are, I do not know. I am afraid of the unknown. Many of you know me as being a non-risk-taker, and the only risk I ever took in my whole entire life was marrying a man I met on the internet nine months after meeting in the flesh.
I need this time to research and plan. Any time I had taken little risks, I usually ended up with more trouble than it's worth. I don't want to mess up my life with impulses. Impulses make things sound good at the time, but I come to find out there is more hassle involved or the pay-off isn't as good as I hoped. (Atana, you remember my Mary Kay days ... ) Research, plan, execute.
This winter isn't going to be very active for me, despite my wishes to the contrary. I just hope I find something else that does not damage my wrists. For the past week, my wrists have been in pain from working. It's the same way it was back when I was working at the grocery store bakery - something about the job puts too much strain on my wrists and it hurts like hell to move them too much. And everyone at work wonders why I drop stuff all the time ...
Britcoms on tonight. At least I have that comfort.
This next month starts off with a fresh slate, as the moon is now in its waxing aspect for new beginnings and the year is starting to wind down. This is a time of nurturing thought as opposed to action; this is a time to study, learn, and gestate ideas and plans.
Perhaps Kansas City may be an option rather than an end of itself. The desire to move there is not for permanence, but a kickstart to other routes. What those routes are, I do not know. I am afraid of the unknown. Many of you know me as being a non-risk-taker, and the only risk I ever took in my whole entire life was marrying a man I met on the internet nine months after meeting in the flesh.
I need this time to research and plan. Any time I had taken little risks, I usually ended up with more trouble than it's worth. I don't want to mess up my life with impulses. Impulses make things sound good at the time, but I come to find out there is more hassle involved or the pay-off isn't as good as I hoped. (Atana, you remember my Mary Kay days ... ) Research, plan, execute.
This winter isn't going to be very active for me, despite my wishes to the contrary. I just hope I find something else that does not damage my wrists. For the past week, my wrists have been in pain from working. It's the same way it was back when I was working at the grocery store bakery - something about the job puts too much strain on my wrists and it hurts like hell to move them too much. And everyone at work wonders why I drop stuff all the time ...
Britcoms on tonight. At least I have that comfort.