Okay so this week I finally decided to test that Astrology King weekly Virgo forecast everyone keeps mentioning. Honestly? I’m kinda skeptical about these things normally, like, is it legit or just vague stuff? So I figured, screw it, let’s actually track it day by day and see.
My Brilliant Plan (Totally Not Messy)
Last Sunday night, I pulled up the Astrology King website (won’t link it, you know the drill) and found the Virgo forecast for the week starting April 8th, 2024. Read it once. Said “Hmm, interesting,” then screenshotted it on my phone because I knew I’d forget details. My grand plan was this:
Step 1: Read the damn forecast carefully.
Step 2: Go about my week like normal.
Step 3: Jot down ANYTHING that happened, big or small, in a note on my phone whenever it happened.
Step 4: At the end of the week, match my messy notes back to the forecast points. See what stuck, what missed, what was vague enough to mean anything.
The Actual Week Grind
Monday morning, I glanced at the forecast snippet on my screenshot. It talked about “focusing on communications” and avoiding “misunderstandings.” Okay cool. That day? Literally spent hours untangling a massive email chain mess at work – pure communication chaos. Felt pretty spot-on, honestly startled me a bit. Made a note: “Work email hell – total communication disaster.”
Tuesday it mentioned something vague about “reviewing finances” or checking details. Honestly? I kinda forgot the forecast that day. Paid my electricity bill online without even thinking. Later when I checked, I was like… well, paying bills is “reviewing finances,” I guess? But feels like a stretch. Note: “Paid bill. Meh?”
Midweek stuff got boring. Forecast said Wednesday/Thursday could bring “inspired ideas” or needing rest. Wednesday was just… dull. Zero inspiration, just plodding through tasks. Thursday night, I got obsessed figuring out a new way to organize my pantry at like 11 PM – felt kinda inspired, super random timing. Note: “Pantry reorganization mania late Thurs. Inspired? Maybe? Or just weird.”
Friday forecast warned about “potential friction” and “listening carefully.” My sibling called, venting massively about some drama. I mostly just listened, barely said a word. Potential friction avoided! Sorta. Made a note: “Sis ranted for 40 mins. Listened hard. Friction dodged?”
Weekend forecast mentioned “social connections” and “re-evaluating priorities.” Saturday? Went for coffee with an old friend I haven’t seen in ages, talked life stuff. Sunday, mostly just laid on the couch thinking about how I need to get more exercise. Notes: “Caught up with Sarah. Real talk.” and “Couch potato day, thinking about gym membership lol. Priorities?”
Sunday Night Reality Check
So there I was, Sunday night again. Pulled up the forecast screenshot and my phone notes. Time to compare.
Things that kinda, sorta happened like it said:
- The Monday communication meltdown? Nailed it. Freaky.
- Friday’s “listen carefully to avoid friction”? Definitely played out with my sister.
- Saturday’s social connection? Hit with the coffee meetup.
- The “inspired ideas” thing… the pantry thing was weird but fit, technically? Ish?
Things that felt vague or missed:
- The Tuesday “finances” thing. Paying a routine bill felt generic enough to apply to almost anyone.
- “Re-evaluating priorities” on Sunday? Thinking about exercise while couch-surfing is maybe re-evaluating? Lame.
- Wednesday was a total blank. Nothing felt “inspired” or particularly restful.
So what’s my takeaway? It’s a mixed bag. A few things hit scarily close to home, especially that Monday thing – gave me chills. But then there was stuff that was vague enough to fit easily, or just plain didn’t feel like it manifested. And let’s be real, was the pantry organization a sign, or was I just procrastinating? Who knows!
Do I think it’s magic? Nah. Maybe it highlights certain energies or tendencies? Or maybe I just saw what I wanted to see sometimes. It was fun to track though, and yeah, some bits were weirdly accurate for me that week. Worth a look as a heads-up, but take it with a whole damn salt shaker.