Learning to love sextilis.
The eighth month of the year has never been favourable for me. I put it down to the fact that I have not yet found a person I like born under the star sign of Leo. In fact, whenever I have heard a person declare that they are a Leo, I tend to run for the hills. It would be interesting in the horoscope-sphere to find out if there is any type of clash between Leos and Aries. In fact, a hand on the heart fact about me, is that whenever I have planned my IVF treatments, I have deliberately ensured that it does not result in having a baby born as a Leo.
The other reason I have had an issue with August is because I distinctly remember in 1999, getting my university results after summer school and receiving my first ever pass. [You thought I was going to say fail right? :)] Yes, a mere pass. Not even a credit! I had never ever fallen below a distinction level and this result was in one of my best and favourite studies – English Literature.
I took the score ever so badly. Crying in my car, thinking of ways to end my life. I look back and laugh now, but back then, it was a massive drama. I even took the result personally, actually taking it up with the university board! You see, we had a change in lecturers that summer and all of my previous results in this class were distinctions. I always like to claim that there is never a right or wrong in English, just a difference of opinion. The university supported their new lecturer, and I was left heart-broken and confounded about how I, yes me, could have received a pass!
Believe it or not, those are the two reasons I have hated August. Thirteen years later, Sextilis and I are starting to get along. There is no denying that this year has been an extremely difficult and emotional year. The company I worked for came close to bankruptcy, the hubster and I received another failed IVF treatment, and receiving proper health treatment in Abu Dhabi has become close to impossible.
But the past fortnight has seen a turn around in my life. A doctor finally passed my medical so that I could take up my passion of scuba diving and become a Dive Master, the hubster has received a very positive lead to a new career, our tax return in Australia has come back favourably, I took a massive plunge, resigning from this damned horrible workplace (More on that in another blog!) and I reached another goal weight! All that in a fortnight!
As the hubster likes to say, happy wife, happy life Or as I like to put it; happy Sextilis, happy sex life! 🙂