Saturn Girl strikes again!
There I was, happily working away on the Dark Moon & pondering a quick little trop up the road, past the patisserie. After all, as you know, when doing desk stye work, it’s good to get up, stretch one’s legs AND i worked out this morning so what’s the harm in a little French Snail thingie,,,Pain Au Raisin? I mean, it’s legal for fuq’s sake. So is coffee. And then I heard it. Again. The Voice Of Saturn Girl:
“If you actually added up the kilojoules burned off exercising this morning and then subtracted the kilojoules from this little emotional eating episode you are planning, you would be behind…And I thought you were off white flour and sugar?…Has it occurred to you that without discipline all of your efforts and talents are pointless?…Perhaps you should consider what emotion you are actually attempting to address here?…From now on you do not put a single thing into your body that is not doing you good…” And so on.
And so, this is ravingly obvious but you know how Dark Moons are, i thought I have a choice…I can choose to whiz up the road & go for some caffeine, pastry etc OR I can do Saturn Girl and keep my blood sugar (and thus moods) even, apply self-control & be VERY happy when i am poncing about the beach in January. Particularly as there is a Taurean (!) Bodybuilder lurking. ]
So WHATEVER ails you in this Dark Moon phase – too much to do, ratty peeps, stupid naff crap cravings, budget blown out to beyond the boundaries of the universe, no clothes, angst-hell re an Ex, demonic hair, the patriarchy – whatever – channel Saturn Girl. She only has your best interests at heart. And yes, I am aware that paying my tax will actually make me MORE relaxed than an addiction to massage.