Alright, let’s talk about this Mars hitting Saturn thing that was going on. I don’t follow this stuff super close, day by day, you know? But sometimes you just feel it, things get sticky. And I definitely felt something lately.
My Little Project Fiasco
So, I had this simple plan. Just needed to fix a leaky faucet in the bathroom. Easy peasy, right? Done it before. Thought I’d knock it out in an hour, tops. Got my tools out, laid everything out nice and tidy. Felt pretty good about it.
First snag: the shut-off valve under the sink. Usually turns smooth as butter. This time? Rusted solid. Put some muscle into it. Nope. Grabbed the wrench, gave it a good heave. Still nothing. Started feeling that little prickle of annoyance. Okay, fine. Plan B. Went down to shut off the main water supply. That worked, thankfully.
Back to the faucet. Tried to unscrew the handle. Stripped the screw head almost immediately. Seriously? Used the wrong bit size, I guess. My mistake, but come on. Drilled it out eventually, but it took way longer than it should have. Then, getting the cartridge out… it was jammed tight. Pulled, wiggled, cursed a bit under my breath. It just wouldn’t budge. Felt like it was welded in there.
Everything felt like ten times the effort. Dropped a crucial little washer, spent fifteen minutes on my hands and knees looking for it. Found it, finally. Put the new cartridge in, turned the water back on… and it dripped. Worse than before!
Frustration Station
By this point, hours had passed. My quick job turned into an all-afternoon battle. I was tired, grumpy, and my bathroom looked like a plumbing supply store exploded. Just felt like hitting a brick wall over and over. Every simple step became a huge ordeal.
- Valve stuck
- Screw stripped
- Cartridge jammed
- New part faulty or installed wrong
It was just one thing after another. That heavy, slow, grinding feeling. Like trying to run through mud.
Connecting the Dots (Maybe?)
Then I remembered seeing something online, or maybe my wife mentioned it, about Mars and Saturn being in a tough spot together. Mars wanting to go-go-go, Saturn putting up roadblocks, demanding patience, structure. Sounded about right. Felt exactly like that – energy meeting restriction.
I wasn’t trying to blame the planets for stripping a screw, that was on me. But the vibe? The constant, unexpected friction? The sheer effort needed for tiny progress? Yeah, that resonated.
What I Did About It
Honestly, I almost gave up. Wanted to just throw my wrench across the room. But that wouldn’t fix the leak, would it? So, I stopped. Took a break. Made some tea. Cleaned up the mess a bit.
Decided pushing harder wasn’t the answer. Saturn, right? Discipline, patience. So, I went back, slowed way down. Double-checked the instructions for the new cartridge. Took it out carefully. Inspected everything. Found a tiny bit of old gasket still stuck in the faucet body. That was probably the issue. Cleaned it out meticulously. Put the cartridge back in, slow and steady. Tightened everything just right, not too much.
Turned the water back on… no drips. Finally.
It wasn’t a revelation, just a reminder. Sometimes you can’t force things. That Mars energy needs Saturn’s structure. Rushing leads to mistakes. Slowing down, being methodical, respecting the limits – that’s what gets it done when things are sticky like this. Took way longer, way more effort, but the practice was in the patience, I guess. Not fun, but learned something. Or re-learned it, more likely.
