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Tarot du Jour: Three of Wands
A situation at rest. Successes slowing down temporarily. Assess your achievements so far and determine your next step.
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Dear Allison and the Onyx Savant,
How are things? It is strange speaking to you like this today because you are both usually in the same county/city. Cary is basically Raleigh with extra steps. But today, the Onyx Savant is in my town or thereabouts. I am not stalking him. He told me. Haha. Ain’t nobody got time for that. I hope Chingo is not too worried without you, O.S. I am sure he is okay, but you may find a present in one of your trainers when you return. >.< Which would be hilarious, since you told me you are attending a “sneaker party” whilst here in the area. I am terrible, but really, I hope all of my creatures of all shapes are happy and content this fine day.
Yesterday was obviously busy with getting ready for guests. I didn’t have much time to mull on all my thoughts, which was probably for the best. Haha. It is good, I will say, to have days that are busy and a bit stressful every so often. I am quite tired today, but I have a nice feeling of accomplishment and success. Everyone seemed to leave feeling content with their visit. My tarot card for today was a new one for me; I don’t remember ever seeing the image before. But the message is truly appropriate for how I feel. I am simply allowing myself time to be tired and to process the events. Busy-ness is great when it punctuates sedateness and intentionality. When it’s the other way around, you run into issues.
It can be quite difficult to figure out what I want and next steps after a lifetime of figuring out next steps based on what everyone else wants. I know that I want to get a lot of things down “on paper” that have been floating about on teeny notes in my bag. I want to get some checklists created. I want to watch The Man in the High Castle and get high. Lol. Saturday is normally my rest day because it works best for our life together. If I take both Saturday and Sunday, things get too far behind. If I take Sunday as is traditional in my culture, then Mr. H might be missing some pertinent things for the work week ahead. It’s best if I take Saturday. I usually only attend to planning and laundry on Sundays anyway. I have had to learn all this. It didn’t come naturally because I’m a woman or anything. It’s like learning any job except I’m self-employed. The training materials are just what other people have tried. I have to develop my own for what works for my “business.” There’s no one to say what time to come in or what the standard operating procedures are. So the first years are development mostly. And everything is bespoke. I’m not making widgets up in here that are the same every time. Some things are like that, but way less than in capitalism. I’m trying to please myself and my family, not the shareholders.
I am still planning on having my attic space, but I am putting that off until this coming week. I knew the Onyx Savant was coming, and we were hosting the board game party. That was going to be too much to try at once. And the move to the attic will be kind of weird in itself, as the attic is unfinished and currently the lights aren’t even working up there. I don’t mind. In fact, as you may guess, I am kind of looking upon it all romantical. Laura Ingalls Wilder and the Brontë girls and all that. Poor Brontës. I saw a video of someone going into their house where they all wrote at one table. I wanted to run from that room in horror with my hair ablaze. So small and everyone looking at you all the time. Uh-uh. I would have been trudging about on the moors all day. Eff that. Their father could have beat me senseless, and I would have run farther, faster. But no one will be staring upon me in the attic, and I am choosing it, not the other way around. Much different.