My Messy Virgo Career Journey Last February
Okay, so February 2025 was… well, let’s call it “extra” for my Virgo self. Started out my usual way: spreadsheets. So many spreadsheets. Sunday night before February 1st, I sat down determined. Made this giant table mapping out every single workday.
It looked like this:
- Monday: Tackle project backlog (ALL OF IT)
- Tuesday: Network like crazy (message 10 people minimum)
- Wednesday: Deep skill upgrade (3 hours blocked!)
- Thursday: Performance review prep + side hustle brainstorming
- Friday: Wrap up everything perfectly + plan next week (ha!)
Felt great typing it all out. Satisfying clicks, you know? Classic Virgo over-planning. My brain was like, “Yes! Order! Control!”
Then Monday hit. Reality smashed my pretty spreadsheet. Project backlog wasn’t just big, it was an avalanche. One urgent client request blew up three hours. Suddenly my whole tidy plan wobbled. Felt that familiar Virgo stress knot in my shoulders. Panicked a little, rearranged the Tuesday boxes. Shoved networking later.
Tuesday became the backlog struggle bus. Networking? I sent maybe two short, kinda desperate LinkedIn messages by 5 PM. Failure vibes started creeping in. Wednesday… oh, Wednesday. Boss drops this surprise team reshuffle talk. My precious “deep skill upgrade” block? Gone. Poof. Used it trying to calm down and figure out what the reshuffle meant for me. Spent the time staring at my now-useless calendar feeling useless.
Thursday was performance review prep plus reshuffle anxiety. My side hustle brainstorm session turned into me scribbling “????” on a notepad. Friday felt like drowning. Didn’t wrap anything up perfectly. Spent the evening staring at the wall instead of planning next week. My Virgo need for tidy closure? Shattered.
So yeah, February kicked my over-achieving behind. My takeaways? Way simpler:
- Making tiny, pretty boxes on a screen? Doesn’t magically control chaos.
- Planning every hour is just setting myself up for a freakout when things inevitably shift (and they always shift).
- Nobody cares about my perfect spreadsheet except me (and honestly, even I stopped caring when it became useless).
I kinda learned the hard way that even for a Virgo, trying to plan a whole career month like a military operation is pretty much guaranteed madness. February 2025 was messy, stressful, and my plans got swept up real quick. Maybe next time… three big goals max?
