What's My Sign?

There's a new sign in town and it's mine. I am no longer an adventurous and free spirited Sagittarius. I am now a wise and visionary Osomething. Forgive the temporary black hole in my personality. My sign is new so there isn't a lot out there to tell me who I am. There was a rush to throw some bullet points together so I am moving with those assumptions for now but am anticipating that it's subject to change. I'm sure there were some errors in the hurry. I am going to recommend adding adaptability as one of my characteristics. I don't recall it being a part of me when I was a Sagittarius so this adaptability must be a part of my Osomething sign.

Some of the more notable bullet points of my new sign:

Has secret enemies in family or close associations - This is troubling. I was well loved as a Sag and had no enemies. I am inventorying my friends and family, trying to determine my secret enemies. It is plural so there are more than one.

I have noticed a new characteristic that probably should be added. Paranoid. I wasn't experiencing it before my sign change.

Likes to wear vibrant clothing - My wardrobe is black. I need to go shopping.

Poetical - This is true. I do a lot of rhyming. I did it as a Sag, too, but now that I am poetical, I expect it will be more appreciated. I thought this was a good opportunity to review some of my poetry. One of my most recent is called, "Mirror". I was washing my face early one morning and going through my normal routine. When I put my contacts in and looked up into the mirror, I had a Whoa! experience which inspired "Mirror".

Mirror, mirror on the wall
You look like my mother except for tall

Highest fame and legend comes after death  - Crap! What good does fame and legend after death do me? My only hope is that my children will benefit. I'm not sure the world will grasp the significance and deeper meaning of my poetry before the copyright runs out so my guess is my poetry will not be their winning lottery ticket.

Aspirations of healing the ills of man - This is likely where my fame and legend will come from. I will be on an alphabetical list of notable, benevolent healers, just above Jack Kevorkian.

Attracts good luck - Yes! This is new. Luck didn't play a part in my life as a Sag, good or bad. I'm going to Google sweepstakes.

My new sign relieves some stress. As a Sag, I was athletic. My new sign says nothing about being athletic. The conflict of trying to get my two left feet to live up to the athlete that I was is over.

My husband is no longer a Taurus. He is now an Aries. There aren't any charts yet that let me know if Osomething is compatible with Aries. Our relationship is on hold until further notice. We weren't compatible as Taurus and Sag except in a certain 'energy' that I won't discuss here because the children are reading. I have been able to maintain a certain persona with them. Mom may shoot babies out of her body like machine gun fire, but she doesn't do THAT.

As a Sagittarius, I would tend to take on more than I can handle. Osomething doesn't mention anything like that so I am looking forward to more balance in my life.

I am no longer loyal but I am idealistic which should eliminate any external change in my behavior. This will be strictly an internal motivation for my actions.

Many of my family members have a shift in signs. A son has moved from Taurus to Aries. Now, rather than being stubborn, he is hard-headed.  A daughter will move from practical and prudent to adventurous and free spirited. I don't care for that. Now she will leave the comfort of home to take advantage of all of those invitations for extended stays in some of the biggest cultural meccas in the world. Another daughter will move from perfectionist to loving. She will love me regardless of my imperfections. I do have fewer imperfections now. My grandiosity with my Osomething sign is my validation of my perfection.

The maker of my bullet points used feelings of granular as a characteristic. I don't know what granular is in this context and neither does Google. I am assuming the writer, in a hurry and from one of those less intelligent signs, meant to say feelings of grandeur. Being a wise visionary with feelings of grandeur, I prefer to think of myself as somewhat of a sage. Given that I am an idealistic sage, I have an obligation to share my wisdom with any that ask. My kids don't have to ask. I will share anyway. Feel free to touch my vibrant colored robe.

Does this mean I'm no longer a Chinese Rat, either?