So this Monday morning I dragged my butt outta bed thinking I’d try out that Virgo weekly forecast stuff. Saw the GaneshaSpeaks Viroo Weekly Hindi thing floating around online and figured, why not? Plan the week, they said. Sounds organized. Sounds very… Virgo.
The Hopeful Start
Grabbed my notebook and favorite black pen – y’know, the one that doesn’t leak everywhere. Opened the article. Didn’t understand a word at first ’cause it’s Hindi, obviously. Pulled out my phone, opened Google Translate, and started copying lines like a madwoman. Felt kinda tedious right off the bat. Translation came out a bit… clunky. Like, “mercury transits” became “mercury walking across.” Close enough, I guess?
Decided to focus on the main points they were pushing:
- Financial stuff needed caution (big surprise)
- Work might involve old projects popping back up (ugh)
- Health needed attention, specifically digestion (my coffee habit winced)
- Relationships needed honest talks (always fun)
The Actual Trying Part
Took that messy translated info and actually scribbled in my notebook for each day:
- Monday/Tuesday: Review pending work files. Double-check that invoice before sending. Easy enough.
- Wednesday/Thursday: Dig out the Thompson account folder? Hope it’s not buried too deep. Prep questions if needed. Mentally groaned.
- Friday: Eat lunch slow. Maybe swap third coffee for herbal tea? (Yeah, right.) Avoid oily stuff.
- Saturday: Call sis about vacation plans. Be direct. Don’t just agree to whatever.
Felt a bit forced, honestly. Like coloring inside lines someone else drew.
How It Went Down (Real Talk)
Monday morning: Got sidetracked by a work email fire-drill before I even finished my first coffee. Never opened that ‘pending work files’ pile. Invoice? Sent it, forgot to double-check. Hope it’s okay.
Wednesday: Boss walks in. “Remember that Thompson project from last quarter? Yeah, we need updates… by tomorrow.” GaneshaSpeaks called that one. Spent the afternoon elbow-deep in old papers.
Friday: Ate lunch at my desk, inhaled a sandwich while typing. Coffee count: Three. Pizza for dinner. Digestive health plan? Utter failure.
Saturday: Texted sis instead of calling. Said “sure” to her plans without arguing. Not exactly honest talk. Whoops.
So yeah. Did I “Plan My Week Right” like the fancy Hindi update promised? Nah, not really. Life just kinda happened. But that Thompson thing? Spooky they predicted the ghost project rising. Maybe there’s a tiny bit of something there? Or maybe it’s just coincidence. Either way, it felt kinda useful to try mapping things out, even if I mostly ignored my own map. Next week? Maybe I’ll just stick the horoscope points on the fridge and see if they glare at me accusingly. Less effort.
