Alright so today’s horoscope for us Aries folks basically screamed two things: watch that temper and don’t rush decisions, especially at work. Honestly? That’s like telling water to stop being wet. But I figured, hey, why not actually try it and see what happens. Worst case, I blow up my desk. Best case? Maybe less cleanup later.
The Morning Rollercoaster
Woke up early feeling like my normal fireball self. Grabbed coffee, scrolled emails – bam. Instant urge to rage-type a reply to Steve from Accounting. Dude sent this spreadsheet that looked like his cat walked on the keyboard. My fingers were itching. Then I remembered the horoscope advice: pause before reacting.
I literally put my hands on my head like I was surrendering to common sense. Instead of firing back, I shoved my phone in the fridge. (Kidding. Mostly.) I took three stupid deep breaths, the kind that make you dizzy. Looked at that email again. Still garbage. But my brain stopped screaming “DESTROY”.
The Work Thing
Decided to follow the other big piece: delay major work decisions. Had this supplier pitch at 10 AM. Looked slick, they promised the moon cheaper. My gut said jump. Horoscope said wait. Gut grumbled.
I forced myself to tell them: “Looks good, need a day to chew on it.” Their faces fell. I felt like a buzzkill. But later, walking the dog, I actually thought about the fine print instead of just imagining saving cash. Spotted a clause about penalty fees that felt sneaky. Texted my colleague Mike. He confirmed: “Yeah, got screwed by that once.” Bullet dodged? Maybe. Saved myself a headache? Probably.
Other Stuff That Didn’t Explode
- Traffic Jam Fury: Got cut off by some jerk in a flashy car. Felt the classic Aries roar building. Grabbed the steering wheel tight and muttered the horoscope advice like a weird chant: “Pause before reacting… pause before reacting…” Didn’t flip the bird. Didn’t tailgate. Just grumbled into the void. Small win? My knuckles weren’t white.
- Lunch Order: Usually I just point at the menu quick. Today? Actually read the descriptions. Realized the special wasn’t that special. Went for the safer sandwich. Gut didn’t explode later. Score one for caution.
Wrap-Up Thoughts
So yeah, basically spent a day pretending I wasn’t my usual rush-in-headfirst Aries self. Felt weirdly slow sometimes, like moving through molasses. Annoying? Kinda. But… weirdly useful?
Results: Didn’t start any dumb email wars. Dodged a potentially messy contract. No indigestion. Didn’t lose my license road-raging. Actually listened to that damn horoscope advice for once.
Still feel like throttling Steve though. Maybe tomorrow. Baby steps.
