My Virgo Love Journey Start
Okay so last Thursday, I was scrolling through my astrology app when I saw this warning about Virgos having tough love vibes in May. My partner’s a Virgo and damn, things were rocky lately. We kept arguing over dumb stuff like dishes and whose turn it was to walk the dog. So I thought – screw this, let’s fix it.
Tip 1: Talking Different
First thing I tried? Changing how I talked. Instead of yelling “You never take the trash out!” like usual, I took a breath and said “Hey babe, could you maybe handle the trash tonight if I do laundry?” Used softer words, you know? Actually paused mid-argument Friday when he forgot our date night. Didn’t scream – just said “I’m kinda hurt” real quiet. His eyes went wide! That never happens!
Tip 2: Making Spaces
Saturday I cleared a corner in our messy apartment – just a tiny spot with his favorite chair and that ugly cactus he loves. Told him “This is your zone, no nagging here.” Man, he sat there for two hours gaming and came out smiling. I didn’t bother him about chores once! Even made tea and set it nearby without talking. Total game changer.
Tip 3: Fixing Time Issues
Sunday’s our lazy day, right? Except Virgos gotta organize everything. While he was stressing about meal prepping, I grabbed his planner and wrote:
- 1:00 PM – Absolute mess-around time
- 2:30 – Mandatory stupid TV
Blocked out chunks with ZERO productivity allowed. He laughed but actually relaxed for once!
Tip 4: Gift Experiment
Monday I skipped flowers (he thinks they’re wasteful) and got him:
- A pack of those weird sour gums he chews
- Phone charger for his car (his old one sucked)
- Fixed that wobbly shelf he kept groaning about
Practical crap only. He hugged me for five minutes straight – longest in months!
Tip 5: Surprise Moment
Last night’s my big test. He was grumpy about work emails. Normally I’d ignore him. Instead I shoved my phone in a drawer and said “Let’s go find terrible street food.” We walked three blocks, ate greasy tacos, laughed about some ridiculous memes. Zero deep talks, zero problem-solving. Just dumb fun.
What Happened?
Honestly? The magic ain’t in big gestures. It’s trash talk and tacos. This morning he made coffee without me asking and left a note saying “Your zone tonight – I’ll shut up.” For a Virgo? That’s basically poetry. Still got arguments? Hell yeah. But now I’ve got five weapons in my back pocket when May gets messy.
