Okay, so this March, I saw that Virgo horoscope floating around – you know, the one shouting “Avoid Mistakes for Good Fortune.” Looked simple enough, but hey, I’m Virgo through and through. Gotta test these things, right? Grabbed my coffee and decided to actually try following it step by step. Here’s how it went down:
The Morning Ritual Shift
First week rolls in, and the stars warned about rushing decisions early in the month. Normally, I’d blast emails at 6 a.m. half-asleep. This time? Nope. Made myself sit for 10 whole minutes every morning just staring at my to-do list. Felt weird as hell. But then Tuesday happened – almost sent a snarky reply to a client about deadline changes. Paused. Rewrote it polite. Dodged that bullet.
Money Stuff & Mercury Madness
Mid-month, the horoscope screamed about financial slip-ups during Mercury Retrograde. Usually I’d ignore that noise, but I double-checked everything:
- Triple-counted invoices before hitting send
- Made my partner verify all our bills
- Even avoided signing new contracts until the 22nd
And guess what? Our usual payment delay from BigCorp Inc.? Didn’t happen. Money hit the account on time. Maybe coincidence… maybe not.
Social Trap Avoidance
Third week warning: “Don’t overcommit to draining people.” Yeah, Susan from book club’s always dumping drama. Horoscope said “set boundaries CLEAR.” So when she texted “Urgent venting session??” I just replied “Can’t today, swamped!” No apologies. Felt guilty for two hours. Then… relief. Saved my whole evening for once.
The “Mistake” That Wasn’t
Final week said “expect curveballs.” Boom – printer died right before my big presentation. Old me would’ve panicked and yelled at tech support. New me? Took a breath, used the office printer down the hall. Simple fix. Presentation went smooth. Later I realized… the horoscope kinda prepared me for that chaos. Didn’t even spill coffee on my notes!
So… Fortune or Fluke?
Honestly? Zero disasters happened in March. Normally I’d have at least three major facepalm moments. Felt strangely… calm. Even boss noticed I seemed less frazzled. Maybe the “mistakes” were just my own stubborn habits tripping me up before. By forcing myself to slow down and question stuff, I sidestepped my own chaos. Fortune? Dunno. But my stress levels? Definitely feeling blessed.
