Woke me up. At about 1:30, I woke up and couldn’t fall back asleep.

I also have had to for the millionth time since being a parent move my son’s PS5 out of my Rec Room. He was finally home when I saw the bright light of the moon.

I used to have 8 dinner forks. When I get to the point of losing the 4th one–which lends me to believe that I can’t have company–I freak the fuck out.

Oh, I have a girlfriend! I asked Scorpio to be my girlfriend in a sweet yet direct moment in which I was my awkward self and she said, “Yes.” That happened on Thursday. I was texting with her on Sunday night and asked her to do some magic to find my dinner fork and then I went back into my son’s room and found it in a shallow soup bowl in the shelf above his closet bar. She is magic.

My son is addicted to fast food and his PS5. Without a girlfriend, he’s rudderless. However, that doesn’t mean that he can trash out my house and invite bugs or mice with no consequences. I told him that if he sets up the PS5 back in the Rec Room while he still lives here that I’ll repossess his car. And I will. I bought it outright for him and the title is in my name. I also insure it.

He has no respect for himself or for very simple rules. He’s an immature 20. He is also revolting.

Back to the cooler side of the eclipse.

There is a tendency for Virgos anyway to self-analyze and criticize with such pressure that one can be rendered into inaction.

At this point, advice that I have found is to let my relationships grow through presence rather than performance and practice boundaries and self-care.

I can have boundaries with my son. I can be a strong and affirming presence with my new girlfriend.