I am your Pisces queen.

This week, my horoscope says, "At last, there are signs of hope on the horizon. The moon is bringing improvement to your romantic situation. A relationship that was on the rocks is showing some fresh signs of life. Or if you've been alone for ages, you could finally encounter someone wonderful and available."

Now, I am a girl who will run when presented with the "Mitzvah Tank," but put complete stock in a horoscope that some woman makes up.

Last week my horoscope said, "With Saturn still opposite your sign, you could feel like everything certain, stable, and secure is crumbling to bits. A relationship might undergo a major change, and your living situation might also be different. Take a deep breath. You will make it through this OK." That was pretty disgustingly accurate, and I am still spending the bulk of my time crying and listening to sad John Mayer songs, much to the dismay of people who, you know, want to talk about something else or expect me to train them at filing claims. (Seriously. I thought I was done crying today, but then I decided it would be really healthy for me to put on my sad playlist at work. I am glad I bought tissues yesterday.) But hey, whoever wrote that was still pretty on-target with the prediction, so I will put my stock in that for now.

So when my current horoscope promises a sunnier, more hopeful future, I will embrace it and hold on to that until next Monday morning. But the question arises: what exactly is going to happen? I mean, last week, I did a pretty thorough job of making sure everything certain, stable, and secure crumbled. Seriously, everything. But I fixed...most of it? So when do I get this hopeful turn-around? When do I find out everything is not broken?

This morning, Jose was back at giving me free coffee, and we had a fight as to whether I would get a free muffin as well. Again, seeing as how Jose is the most stable male relationship in my life, and how I thought he was dead last week, I really hope he is not what my horoscope is referring to. Because that? Would be depressing.