So, I saw this Virgo love tarot thing trending everywhere last Tuesday. Figured why not? Grabbed my dusty Rider-Waite deck from the back of my closet. Didn’t even clean my desk first – just pushed empty coffee mugs aside.
Setting Up My Messy Spread
Lit this cheap vanilla candle I found in the bathroom. Smelled like birthday cake and desperation. Shuffled those cards like I was dealing poker, asking real loud: “What’s up with my love life this week?” Dropped three cards face down. Cat immediately jumped up trying to sit on the Tower card – typical.
The Cards That Fell Out
- Queen of Pentacles reversed: Felt called out immediately. Tarot basically said I’ve been ignoring self-care. Like yeah, I wore sweatpants four days straight.
- Two of Cups: Thank god – a positive one! Made me remember that picnic me and my partner canceled last month.
- Seven of Wands: Ugh. Straight up told me I’ve been starting pointless arguments about dishwasher loading.
How I Actually Used This Stuff
Okay so Thursday rolls around. Almost snapped when my partner left towels on the floor. But remembered that Seven of Wands slap. Shut my mouth, picked them up myself. Then texted about doing that picnic Sunday – Queen of Pentacles vibes, right? Bought fancy cheese too.
What Went Down This Weekend
Picnic happened yesterday. Got poured on after 20 minutes. We ran to the car laughing so hard my stomach hurt. Ended up eating soggy sandwiches listening to 90s R&B. That Two of Cups card nailed it – just needed intentional time together. Even when it’s a disaster.
Still fighting over dishwasher loading though. Tarot can’t fix everything.
