My Taurus Love Life Was a Mess
So this morning I opened my monthly Taurus love horoscope like always. Damn thing said “expect major misunderstandings” this month. I laughed at first – me and Sarah have been solid for two years. But then boom, last night she texts “we need space” outta nowhere. Horoscope nailed it. Freaked me out.
Decided to try those three fixes from that blog post. First one was talk openly about feelings. Figured why not? Called Sarah during lunch break: “Hey babe, what’s really bugging you?” Turns out she thought I blew off her sister’s birthday party last week. I totally forgot! Told her straight up: “My bad, I’m thick-headed Taurus season.” She actually laughed.
Making Time Worked Magic
Second fix said schedule quality time immediately. Normally we just Netflix and pass out after work. This time I dragged her to that mini-golf spot she’d been nagging about forever. Played like crap but we were laughing when she tried to putt backwards. Key thing? Turned phones OFF. No TikTok, no emails. Just us acting like idiots with putters.
Third fix sounded cheesy – do self-care first. Always put her first before, even skipped gym for months. Yesterday woke up early and deadlifted like crazy. Felt powerful. When Sarah saw me all pumped carrying groceries, she did that eyebrow thing. Later caught her checking me out when I washed dishes. Guess sweating beats sulking!
What Actually Changed
Honestly thought this horoscope stuff was bull. But forcing real talks saved us big time. Sarah admitted she felt ignored since I took that extra work project. I had no clue – typical Taurus tunnel vision. Fixes didn’t fix everything overnight. Still find her makeup wipes everywhere. But now instead of bitching, I toss’em in her unicorn trash can and she giggles. Works better than yelling.
Biggest lesson? Horoscopes warn ya but don’t solve squat. Gotta actually DO the things. Still got Taurus stubbornness but now I know when to shut up and golf. Sarah says I’m less grumpy. Hell, might even try next month’s fixes.
