One morning, President Roosevelt was shaving...

This Wednesday at 2 p.m. US Central Time, we will own our first house. We start moving either on Wednesday or on Thursday. We want to get in as soon as humanly possible because we are just so darn excited! It is so amazing to think back to when I first came to Wisconsin--when I first met Bryan before I moved to Wisconsin.

{Something I have great interest in: Saturn}

Saturn represents our limitations, our restrictions, yet it is also our inner mentor and teacher. His lessons are manifested only over time, after which we go through inner rebirth and enjoy spiritual growth. The times these life changing events can occur are usually when Saturn returns and testing takes place within different disciplines. Saturn returns every 29 ½ years with appearances at age 29, when we face the discipline of maturity; at 58, when we face the discipline of acceptance and wisdom; and at 87, few people make it to the third return.

Saturn is easy to find in the constellation Leo just before dawn.

Saturn rules the zodiac signs Aquarius and Capricorn.

Saturn's ruling day is Saturday (I was born on a Saturday).

Saturn rules bones, teeth, knees and Ears (Saturn is closely associated with dentistry. Also, Saturn is considered a symbol of death and harvest).

I wish I would have known that I was going to go off on Saturn shit. I would have delved into my external hard-drive for more proper information.

Things have slowed down considerably and I feel that I am exactly where I should be at. I was placed here by Saturn (Father Time/Cronus/Death/The Reaper) and my mother. Yes, mom had something to do with this I am sure. I have never had "roots" and in two years, Bryan and I have gotten a new-used car, a house, several pets and we are building our lives to last. None of this "going through the motions" crap or any thing such as that. I feel...content, and rooted.

There you have it, my crazy thoughts this evening. The wind is blowing, I am drinking Sugar Plum Spice tea (hibiscus, chamomile, cinnamon tea) with sugar and milk and I am listening to my youngest cat play with his fake mice. It is a strange night because I feel like I want to write but something is in the way.

I am such a slacker. I really am. Thanks for wasting some time with me, and wear a smile.

mG