Kicking Off the December 2020 Audit: Why I Even Bothered with Horoscope Stuff
Man, 2020 was just a punch in the gut, wasn’t it? Before December rolled around, I was feeling totally gutted, and honestly, a little desperate. I had been plugging away at this huge contract job since the summer, thinking I finally had my footing after that messy spring layoff. You know, the one where my old boss just ghosted me after the company restructuring? Yeah, that drama. Anyway, I threw everything into this new contract, convinced it was my big recovery move.
Then, late November, the client just pulled the plug. No warning. Just an email saying, “Budget cuts, thanks for your effort.”
I was fuming. Seriously, I had sunk my savings into upgrading my home office setup for this gig. My wife was looking at me like, “Are we doing this again?” I felt like a total failure. I needed a sign, or maybe just a lottery win, to get my head straight.
That’s when I started looking at the crazy stuff. I wasn’t usually one for astrology, but I was so stressed, I decided to just type in “Virgo career forecast December 2020” just to see if anyone had something positive to say. I stumbled onto this one prediction, right? The headline was massive: “Review virgo career horoscope december 2020 changes: Big luck revealed.”
I read it, scoffed, but then I printed it out. I wanted to actively track if any of this mumbo-jumbo actually came true. I wasn’t trusting fate; I was forcing fate’s hand, using the prediction as a weird, structured to-do list.
The Setup: Converting Vague Luck into Daily Actions
The horoscope wasn’t specific, obviously. They never are. It talked about “major shifts around the 15th” and “a surprising financial influx from an unexpected source before the solstice.” Total fluff, right? But I decided I would treat those dates as deadlines for significant pushes. I grabbed a fresh notebook and started logging:
- Initial State (Dec 1st): Zero active leads. Wallet looking thin. Mood: Volatile.
- The Goal: Force the “big luck” by applying for high-risk, high-reward roles I usually wouldn’t touch.
- The Tracking Method: Every night, I would review the prediction, then log the three most concrete career actions I took that day, comparing them against the prediction’s vague timeline.
I started sending out applications to positions that were frankly above my pay grade, or in industries I had only dabbled in before. I figured if luck was coming, I needed to have enough fishing lines in the water to catch it. I was burning the midnight oil just chasing down old connections I hadn’t spoken to in years. I had to swallow my pride, you know? Asking people for favors, pitching terrible ideas just to get feedback—it was brutal.
The Mid-Month Struggle: Dec 1st to Dec 15th
That first two weeks? Absolute silence. The “major shift” date, the 15th, was looming, and all I had were rejection letters or automated replies. I called up my buddy, Mark, who runs a small development shop. I told him I needed something, anything, just to cover the bills.
He offered me a freelance gig building out some basic CRUD functionality for a medical app. It was low pay, not exciting, but it was income. I took it instantly. It wasn’t the big luck I was promised, but it was surviving. I logged it on the 14th, marking it as my “shift,” even though it felt totally forced and small scale.
I felt deflated. I almost threw the horoscope printout away, thinking, “See? Just nonsense.”
The Climax: When the Unexpected Source Showed Up
Then, the very next morning, the 15th, my phone rang. I almost didn’t answer it because the number was blocked. I picked up anyway.
It was Janice, my old manager from that company that laid me off back in the spring. She had left the company entirely and started her own venture, a small but heavily funded AI consulting firm. She said she needed someone who understood the old system’s architecture, someone she trusted, and she needed them yesterday.
She pitched me a role as a lead integration specialist, fully remote, double the salary of my old job, and a hefty signing bonus that covered all those savings I burned through in October. I literally sat there dumbfounded, trying to process the numbers she was throwing at me. It was entirely outside the scope of anything I had applied for or expected. It truly was the “unexpected source” and the “surprising financial influx.”
I accepted immediately. It felt completely surreal. Was it the universe handing me a lifeline right when I was about to sink, or was it the fact that I had been so intensely focused on forcing some kind of change during those two weeks that I was ready to jump when the chance appeared?
I think the truth is somewhere in the middle. The horoscope prediction gave me a framework, a weird mental deadline, to stop wallowing and start pushing. I logged the final realization that evening, marking the successful job acquisition and comparing it to the ridiculously optimistic prediction. The “big luck” wasn’t magic, but the prediction sure as hell motivated me to create the opening for that luck to walk through.
I kept that printed horoscope page, not as proof of cosmic destiny, but as proof that sometimes, having a crazy timeline, even a fake one, is what you need to stop hesitating and start executing.
