I was watching some dumb video late one night, scrolling through feeds when I should have been sleeping. My bank account was looking sad, and my current contract job was driving me nuts. Just grinding, same pay, same headache. Then this thing popped up about May being some huge money-making shift for people with Virgo in their chart. I’m a Virgo. Look, I don’t really buy into all that star stuff, but I was desperate enough to try anything.
I figured, what did I have to lose? I needed a change, so I treated it like a weird personal challenge. I decided I would track the specific dates they mentioned, not to wait around for money to fall from the sky, but to push myself on those days. If the stars said those days were “winning dates,” I’d just force myself to be more aggressive with clients or finish those painful invoices I kept avoiding.
I printed out a calendar for May. I didn’t bother trying to figure out all the retrogrades and houses stuff—that’s too much work. I just looked for the three times they kept screaming about online. The dates related to the New Moon, some kind of Venus angle, and one specific midweek day that looked totally random. I circled them in red marker and stuck the calendar right next to my screen.
The May Experiment Kicks Off
My “Virgo career” right now is a mix of freelance web stuff and managing a small online store. Not exactly Wall Street, but it pays the bills… usually. I set a simple rule: on the circled days, I had to do something that felt hard or risky regarding money. I’d send the follow-up email I feared, or propose a higher rate for a new job, or try to sell off old inventory that was just collecting dust.
- The First Date Cluster: This was supposed to be the big one—the instant breakthrough. It was a disaster. I tried to push a client to pay their 60-day overdue invoice. They didn’t just refuse, they gave me a huge lecture and threatened to pull future work. My online store got hit with two big returns. I felt like the universe was actively trying to bankrupt me. I just remember sitting there thinking, I totally screwed up my tracking or the whole thing was garbage.
- The Second Date (The Venus Angle): This one was dull. Absolutely nothing happened. I spent the whole day grinding on a new project that probably won’t pay for another two months. No calls, no unexpected emails. Just regular, boring work. This whole idea was looking pretty dumb.
I was ready to toss the calendar in the trash. I mean, two out of three “winning dates” were complete failures. What did work was just the general push, me being more focused that month.
The Unexpected Knock and the Real Win
Then came the third date. It was a Tuesday, late in the month. Totally random, no big solar event or anything. I nearly forgot about it. I was working on something else when I remembered I had to do something “risky.” I scrolled through my old contacts and found a guy I did a tiny job for three years ago. I figured I’d send a quick email asking if he needed anything, just to tick the box.
He emailed back within two hours. Not only did he need something big, he asked me to start immediately and paid half the retainer right then and there. It was a totally unexpected cash injection. It wasn’t life-changing money, but it was money and it happened exactly on that scribbled-out date. I couldn’t believe it.
But here’s the thing I realized when I looked at my bank account at the end of May. The money from that one “lucky” contact was nice, sure. What really moved the needle that month was the time I spent processing all the small payments and following up on those five annoying invoices I’d been putting off since March. That big jump in cash flow wasn’t magical; it was me doing the boring, tedious stuff I hated.
The real winning date wasn’t on the calendar. My biggest financial boost came two weeks later, in early June, when I finally sent a short, professional email telling one particular client—the one who complained about everything and always paid late—that I was done. I quit them cold. I blocked them. I took the week I would have spent fixing their endless little problems and used that time to polish up my portfolio and apply for better-paying, less-stressful contracts. That change in mindset, the “I’m not putting up with this anymore” moment, was my actual financial breakthrough.
So, the May “money luck”? It gave me one small, weird win that made me look. But the real gain was realizing that sometimes, the stars just point you to the day you need to sit down and do your actual damn job, or maybe fire the people slowing you down. It was my practice log of forcing action that worked, not the alignment of planets. It’s funny how you need some dumb cosmic excuse to finally handle your business.
