TITLE: GHOSTS ON THE WATER
Normally I am one who takes responsibility for my actions. When I screw up, I know
I don't have to look any further than in the bathroom mirror to find the guilty party. But this detour in my life was entirely different. I didn't get a choice, not a single one. Nope, this time my hands were clean. Well, then who dunnit, you ask? Personally, I blame Mercury.
See, I was cruising along in life just fine. Not perfect, but fine. Good career, company car, nice condo, free lipstick, and a comfortable but not exciting long-term relationship. Then I saw it, that damn horoscope in the magazine: "Aries: Mercury is in retrograde, changes are inevitable. Watch where you step."
I thought it meant I'd finally get my promotion and buy that cute pair of boots with my fantastic raise. But Mercury had other plans. Instead of being promoted, I got laid off. Instead of buying boots, I lost my condo. And instead of my boyfriend being there to help me when I was down, I discovered he was playing doctor with a student nurse.
What a month. And Mercury wasn't done with me yet.
So here I was. I stood next to my car and looked around. There were all these big green things surrounding the parking lot, what were they called? Oh yeah, trees. Didn't have a lot of them at my condominium in the wilds of Seattle Suburbia. We had lots of cement, though.