How I Tested My 2019 Career Luck Calendar After Hitting Rock Bottom
You know, I’m not really one for tarot cards or crystal balls. I’m an engineer by trade, I trust data and cold hard facts. But if you’d seen the disaster my 2018 was, you’d understand why I was ready to try anything that promised even a tiny edge. That year absolutely murdered my business. I mean, destroyed it. I lost two anchor clients within three weeks in October, right before the holidays. I was sitting there in January 2019, staring at bank statements that were basically just mocking me. My savings were gone, and I had rent and contractors to pay.
I needed a strategy, but more than that, I needed a Hail Mary pass. I needed to know exactly when to push and when to sit tight. I typed some desperate nonsense into a search bar—something like “worst time to fail next year”—and somehow that article popped up. It was that specific “Virgo Monthly Career Horoscope 2019” piece. I read it, and honestly, I scoffed. But then I committed. What did I have to lose? I decided to treat this piece of web astrology like a detailed project plan.
Deconstructing the Strategy: The Three Power Months
The first thing I did was grab a highlighter and a big whiteboard. I pulled out the article and identified the key periods it promised the best career luck and financial opportunities. This wasn’t subtle stuff; the article basically gave a green light, a yellow light, and a red light for every month.
The predictions for Virgos were pretty specific. It flagged three crucial months that year:
- April: Best for starting new initiatives or high-risk investments.
- August: Prime time for networking, making big asks, or salary negotiations.
- November: The harvest month—best for finalizing deals and seeing long-term efforts pay off.
I mapped out my entire year around this. All the time between these power months? I designated that as maintenance time, cleanup, or low-stakes planning. No massive proposals. No frantic cold calling. Just quiet work. I locked down all my big plans into those three windows.
The Practice Run: Executing Against the Stars
When April rolled around, I was terrified but ready. I had been sitting on two major project proposals since February—the kind of contracts that could pull me out of the hole. They were high-effort, high-reward. If they failed, I was toast. I dusted off the proposals, polished them up until my eyes blurred, and then, on April 5th, I hit send on both. I swear, my hand was shaking. For the next three weeks, I chased meetings, I pushed the pitch, and I waited. By April 28th, I had secured one of the two contracts. Not a home run, but a solid double. It was the first real income surge I’d seen all year.
Then came the long, grinding summer. May, June, July—those were predicted as months for dealing with internal conflict and minor financial headaches. And wow, did they deliver. I spent those months battling paperwork, dealing with system crashes, and managing two frustratingly slow subcontractors. I refused to launch anything new. I focused only on executing the April win and keeping the lights on. It was a slow drip, but I didn’t lose ground.
August was my next big push. The prediction said “major networking and opportunities from unexpected corners.” I took a deep breath and cashed out some small, long-held stock just to fund a huge networking trip to a conference I’d previously skipped because it was too expensive. I talked to everyone. I shared my plans. And it paid off. I didn’t get a contract immediately, but I met the CFO of a medium-sized firm who needed exactly my kind of expertise. We had coffee, and the conversation went great. I followed up relentlessly after the conference, waiting for the timing to be right.
The Final Score: November Harvest
I nursed that lead through September and October, keeping it warm but not forcing it. I remembered the November prediction: “The month everything solidifies.”
In the first week of November, the CFO I met in August finally reached out, ready to talk serious money. We went back and forth for ten days, and I used every negotiation tactic I had learned. Because I had banked on this being the month of payoff, I held my ground firmly on the price. I didn’t flinch. On November 20th, I signed the biggest contract of my career up to that point. It wasn’t just big; it was recurring. It single-handedly erased the trauma of 2018.
Look, maybe it was self-fulfilling prophecy. Maybe I just tried harder in those specific months because a random horoscope told me to. But the data speaks for itself. The moments I leaned in and took risks during the predicted “lucky months” worked out, while the summer months predicted to be difficult actually were, forcing me to play it safe and just maintain. I logged all the outcomes, and the alignment was too close to be pure chance.
I didn’t become an astrologer overnight, but I learned one thing from this whole mess: sometimes, treating a weird prediction like a strategic calendar is exactly the discipline you need to stop panicking and start executing. It forced me to consolidate my energy instead of spraying efforts aimlessly all year. That calendar saved my business.
