Okay so this whole story starts way back when I found this dusty old Virgo love horoscope guide online, right? Figured, why not? Maybe it’ll give me some dating pointers. Total waste of time? Probably. But hey, let’s see what happens.
Finding the Damn Thing & Writing it Down
First step was actually digging up that 2018 guide. Took some searching, but finally landed on it. Printed the whole thing out – felt more real that way, y’know? Grabbed my regular notebook, the one where I jot down workout routines and grocery lists, flipped to a clean page. Put a big, fat title at the top: Virgo Love & Relationships Experiment – Jan 2018. Felt kinda dumb writing it, honestly.
Alright, so the guide was yapping on about “communication being key” for Virgos this month and watching out for misunderstandings. It also mentioned something about “re-evaluating partnerships” around the 15th. Sounded vague, like they always do. But I committed. Each morning, I’d re-read that printout, pick one tiny piece of advice. Like, one day it said: “Express appreciation freely today.” Simple. Annoyingly simple.
Actually Trying This Stuff Out
Here’s where it got real:
- Monday: Texted my girlfriend something specific I appreciated about her that weekend – just a small thing about her laugh. Guide said Virgos should be vocal with praise. Felt forced, but she sent back a smiley face emoji. Okay, point for the horoscope, I guess?
- Around the 15th: The “re-evaluation” thing popped in my head. Had this weird tension brewing with a close friend over a work thing. Usually, I’d just avoid it. But the damn guide was buzzing in my brain. Had an awkward coffee chat. Cleared the air. Didn’t magically fix everything, but the pressure dropped. Coincidence? Maybe. Timing was weird though.
- Random Weekday: Guide warned about “nitpicking tendencies.” Man, that’s Virgo kryptonite. Realized I was about to critique my girlfriend’s choice of takeout place – seriously, pizza toppings? Bit my tongue hard. Saved an argument. Score another one for the magic crystal ball? My ass.
Every single night, I’d force myself to scribble in that notebook. Didn’t care how messy it looked. Stuff like: “Jan 10th: Told partner ‘good job’ on presentation. Reaction: surprise -> smile. Weird. Does horoscope know stuff?” or “Jan 17th: Avoided starting fight about dishes. Didn’t die inside. Horoscope maybe saved my sanity.”
What Actually Happened? Let’s Be Real
By the end of the month, flipping through those notebook pages was kinda funny. Did being conscious of vague astro-advice actually change anything? Not really. I was still me. My girlfriend was still her. That friendship tension? It was probably gonna blow over anyway.
But here’s the kicker it revealed: the guide basically just told me to do basic relationship hygiene stuff – communicate clearly, appreciate your person, chill out on the criticism. Stuff everyone knows they should do, but sucks at actually doing. The stupid horoscope experiment held me accountable because I was treating it like a science project for a month. I was hyper-aware.
And the “prediction” around the 15th? Total coincidence! That friend thing popped up because of real life stuff, not planets aligning. Funny how our brains latch onto patterns, huh?
Final Thoughts? Waste of Time, Weirdly Useful
So yeah, the Virgo Monthly Horoscope Guide to Love Life and Relationships for January 2018? Complete nonsense prediction-wise. Magic 8-ball level. Zero mystical insight proven.
But… it gave me a dumb, structured reason to practice being slightly less of a critical, closed-off Virgo jerk for 31 days. Keeping that stupid notebook log is what actually made it stick. Made me realize knowing the nice thing to do is useless if you don’t actually do it consistently. That notebook glare reminded me. Would I do it again? Hell no – way too tedious. But the annoying ghost of that Virgo guide did make me act better, purely by accident. Weird flex, universe. Weird flex.
P.S. Girlfriend dumped my sorry ass six months later over visa paperwork fights. Not even the best damn horoscope on earth could fix that bureaucratic nightmare. Thanks anyway, planets.
