Man, let me tell you about the weird thing I did last week. I was trying to finally get a handle on the thousands of random screenshots piled up on my old external drive. You know the drill—just junk, old memes, half-forgotten to-do lists, and endless PDF manuals I’ll never actually read. I stumbled upon a folder I called “2020: The Year of Living Anxiously.” It felt like opening a time capsule filled with pure chaos and uncertainty.
Inside that digital mess, I found this tiny, blurry screenshot of a horoscope page. It was the “Virgo Monthly Horoscope for December 2020.” I remember saving it because I was completely wrecked at the time. Work was a disaster, my personal life was stagnant, and I was grasping for any kind of hope or structure in a world that felt like it was actively collapsing. December was supposed to be The Big Break, according to the stars. I remember the headline promising “massive transformation” and “long-awaited financial relief.” Talk about a clickbait headline from the cosmos.
I laughed when I saw it, but then a thought hit me: I’ve been running this blog for years, always preaching about documenting processes and checking results. Why not apply that rule to something completely random and deeply personal? It’s been five years, right? I figured, I should treat this like a real life-long case study. I decided to dig up the archives and cross-reference that old, dusty prediction against what actually went down in my life. No cheating, no fudging the dates. Just straight-up data collection.
The Hard Part: Hunting Down the Original Prophecy
First step: I needed the full, uncropped, original text. That blurry screenshot was useless—all I could make out was the date and the star sign. I had to play digital detective. I remembered vaguely the style of the website I was using, so I started plugging in combinations of the date and generic astrology terms. “December 2020 Virgo major changes,” “Virgo finance moon phase 2020.” It took me a solid two hours of clicking around on old, slow-loading archived sites until I finally located the preserved article. I actually printed the main points out. Like I said, I was treating this like a real project. I needed the raw, verifiable data right in front of me.
Next, I went through my personal records. I wasn’t going to let my faulty memory take over. I pulled up my old digital calendars, my bank statements from that month, and my dusty, physical journal where I used to scribble down my daily complaints and minor victories. I needed a timeline of events that were factual, not just how I felt about the month. This had to be an objective comparison. I needed to see exactly what they promised my sign would do versus what I actually did.
Checking the Boxes: Reality vs. Cosmic Chatter
I filtered out the vague stuff—you know, the “you will experience internal growth” kind of fluff. I focused only on the four main, measurable predictions. Here’s how the big, bold claims stacked up against my documented life events:
- Prediction 1: A major career shift will open up at the start of the month, potentially involving an international client or long-distance travel.
- Prediction 2: A sudden financial windfall related to an old debt or forgotten investment will arrive mid-month (around the 15th).
- Prediction 3: A long-standing conflict with a close friend or relative will finally be resolved on the New Moon (December 14th).
- Prediction 4: You will dedicate yourself to learning a new, specialized technical skill that will significantly benefit your future projects.
Reality Check: Did a major shift happen? You bet your butt it did. My company announced a massive restructuring on December 7th. I didn’t lose my job, but my entire team was dissolved, and I got slotted into a brand new, completely different department. It felt like a demotion and a promotion all at once. Did it involve international anything or travel? Nope. I worked from my spare bedroom the entire month. Partial hit on the “shift,” but the specific details were a total wash.
Reality Check: I spent a solid day going through my bank statements, checking every transfer, every deposit. Zero windfall. Zero old debt repaid to me. No forgotten stocks suddenly booming. The only unexpected money I got was a $100 bonus from my company (a “pandemic thank you,” they called it). I immediately spent it on grocery delivery because I was too stressed to cook. Total miss. Not even a small hit.
Reality Check: Man, this one threw me for a loop. I did finally call my oldest friend. We had been silent for six months after a really heated argument over nothing important. We talked for hours, apologized, and fixed it. I checked the calendar—it was December 14th, the New Moon date. Holy smokes, this one was scarily accurate. It nailed the timing and the event.
Reality Check: I was stuck at home and obsessed with doing something productive. So, I forced myself to start learning Python scripting for data analysis. It was slow, frustrating work, but I logged the hours every single night that month. Fast forward to today—that skill is now a massive part of my current job. Full, indisputable hit.
The Big Takeaway I Realized After All That Effort
So, what’s the final score? Two solid, specific hits, one partial, and one total whiff. That’s a 50% success rate, which is wilder than I expected. But here’s the thing I realized after putting in all the documentation work to verify this stuff. It isn’t magic.
The ‘hits’ weren’t the stars controlling me. The prediction about the career shift? While the details were wrong, I had been telling everyone, including myself, that I needed to change jobs or departments for months. I was already looking for a way out. The stars just predicted the storm that was already brewing. And the conflict with my friend? I had been staring at his contact number in my phone for weeks, desperate to fix things. The horoscope didn’t make me call him; it just gave me a loose, external reason—a kind of permission slip—to make the decision I was already going to make.
The really specific things—the international travel, the forgotten lottery win—those fell completely flat. The Python scripting? That wasn’t destiny; I made the choice to dedicate the time and energy because I was determined not to waste the lockdown. The prediction just happened to align with my action.
The truth I walked away with is simple: These general prophecies only ‘come true’ when they nudge you to finally get off your backside and execute the decision you already know you need to make. They didn’t predict my future; they gave me a loose timeline for the decisions I was already planning to execute. It was a fun little practice project, a complete journey from curiosity to documentation, but the power, as always, was completely in my own hands. I documented it all just so I wouldn’t forget that fundamental lesson. Maybe you need to hear it too.
