Alright so this morning I grabbed my coffee like always, flipped open the laptop, and scrolled through my usual feeds. Boom, that Taurus horoscope headline jumped out: “Stars Give Surprising Advice!” October 18th, my birthday month? Had to read it.
Anyway, the gist for us Bulls was basically this: “Step outta your comfy zone today. Seriously. Try something totally random you’d normally ignore.” It even specifically mentioned avoiding “stubbornly sticking to routine”. Felt like a personal nudge, maybe even a challenge. I mean, surprises? Not exactly the Bull strong suit, right? We like our plan.
So, Here’s What I Did Instead
Normally, Thursday mornings are sacred. Coffee, emails, plan the day, maybe cook my usual scrambled eggs. Solid. Predictable. Safe. But the stars said “shake it up,” so I took a deep breath (like, seriously needed it) and decided to actually listen for once.
- Ditched the Eggs: Looked up a random breakfast recipe – French toast. Never made it. Found a quick video.
- Ignored the Schedule: Emails could wait an extra hour. Grabbed ingredients I never use: vanilla extract? Cinnamon? What even.
- Embraced the Mess: Spilled milk. Got egg all over the counter. Bread slices felt weirdly fragile. Burned the first one, obviously. Kitchen looked like a bomb hit it.
- Talked to a Stranger: Later, at the store grabbing more eggs (needed ’em after the toast disaster!), instead of my usual quick grab-and-go-head-down routine, I actually asked the guy stocking shelves where the weird spicy mustard I saw online might be. We talked about pickles for 5 minutes. Weird.
How It Actually Went Down
Honestly? The French toast wasn’t restaurant-worthy. The second piece was edible, kinda sweet. Fine. But the surprise part wasn’t the food.
Ditching the rigid plan felt… freeing? Yeah, freeing. Like letting out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Got a tiny bit done on that creative project I keep pushing aside during my “productive mornings”. Emails? Got answered later, felt less rushed.
And the mustard guy? Turns out he runs a local food blog. Gave me a recommendation for a killer sandwich place I never tried. Gotta check it out.
The stars weren’t yelling at me to bungee jump or quit my job. It was this small, weird advice. Break your own dang rules just once. Maybe don’t cook the eggs. Maybe chat instead of rushing. Tiny surprises. Didn’t expect it to actually… feel good? Less rigid. Maybe Bulls can loosen the reins a tiny bit without the whole wagon tipping over. Wild. Just, maybe practice the French toast more.
