Of course, I don't believe that we are who the stars say we are. Most days.
Shoes and I are grappling with some Very Big Decisions right now. Decisions and choices I am aching to tell you about, but can't. At least for several more days. The past month has left us quizzical, exhilarated, dumbfounded, frustrated, joyful.
It has left me cursing the Stars that made my Shoes a Gemini.
I'm a planner. I hate the not knowing - the time directly before a big decision is made. The change, the transition, the upheaval that comes right after the decision is made ... I'm completely ok with that.
I'm good at that.
Shoes, however, doesn't mind the time right before the decision is made. He is careful and analytic. But o, the careful weighing and measuring of every option we have is agonizing. And the yes, no, yes, no, yes, no.
Stars, a pox upon your household. (Or, as Shakespeare originally wrote, and it seems to fit this twin mind phenomenon perfectly, a plague o' both your households...)
I'm sure getting some good use out of this year's resolution to just be and concentrate on who I can be during times of crazy.