Right, so I found myself in a bit of a phase a while back, you know how it is. You start looking for little signs, a bit of guidance, maybe just some entertainment. That’s when I stumbled upon Claire Petulengro’s horoscopes, specifically the ones geared towards us folks in the UK. I’d heard the name, seen it pop up here and there, and thought, “Alright, let’s see what this is all about.”
So, I started actively seeking them out. It wasn’t like a religious thing, mind you. More like picking up a habit, like checking the weather, but for your cosmic forecast. Sometimes I’d find her columns in print, flicking through pages, other times I’d catch them online, scrolling through. It became a little morning ritual for a spell.
What I noticed first was the style. It felt, I don’t know, quite down-to-earth for horoscopes. Not too airy-fairy, if you get my meaning. Some days, I’d read my star sign and think, “Huh, that’s oddly specific,” or “Yeah, I can see that happening.” Other days, it was like, “Nope, not feeling that one at all.” It’s the nature of the beast, isn’t it? You can’t expect every prediction to hit the bullseye.
I remember one week, things were a bit topsy-turvy at work. Just a lot of little annoying things piling up. And the horoscope mentioned something about “unexpected challenges testing your patience.” I chuckled at that. Felt a bit seen, I suppose. But then, there were weeks where it talked about exciting new opportunities and all I got was more paperwork. So, you take it with a pinch of salt, always.
Did it actually change my decisions? Nah, not really. I wasn’t about to make any big life choices based on what the stars were supposedly saying. But, I will admit, sometimes if it said something like “a good day for communication,” I might have been a tad more inclined to make that phone call I’d been putting off. Or if it warned about misunderstandings, I’d maybe try to be a bit clearer in my emails. Little things, you see.
After a good few months of this, the novelty started to wear off a bit. Life got busier, other things caught my attention, and the daily check-in became less frequent. Sometimes I’d miss a whole week and not even realize it. It wasn’t a conscious decision to stop; I just sort of… drifted away from it. That’s how these things go sometimes, don’t they?
Looking back, it was an interesting little experiment. A way to add a different flavour to the daily grind. I don’t follow Claire Petulengro’s horoscopes regularly anymore, or any horoscopes for that matter, but I get why people do. It’s a bit of fun, a moment of reflection, and sometimes, just sometimes, it feels like it offers a tiny nudge or a knowing wink. And that’s my two cents on that particular journey.