Unlucky for some

I notice that there is talk of the introduction of a new sign of the Zodiac, Ophiuchus, which would bring the total number to 13. I am not sure the fanatics who run their lives by the star signs would be overly excited about being star sign number 13. They would be forever cursing their luck, be faced with a raft of glasses each half empty, and searching out black cats to try to maintain the equilibrium.

Now Ophiuchus, the serpent slayer, has been known about for centuries, so I do wonder if it was a slow news day that pushed its discovery into the limelight, or whether some mad American journalist was having a bad day.

Imagine being down on yourself and deciding it was all in your stars. Guess what the answer is, lets create a new Zodiac sign and move into a more compatible astrological plane. That will also mess with the head of any partner who is trying to work out somebodies compatibility characteristics.

Now Ophiuchus is not entering the charts at number 13, oh no, they sneak in at number 12 pushing Sagittarius down to 13, happy Christmas to them then.

Now on a personal note I am Pisces, a female water sign. I have an addictive personality, am a dreamer and eccentric with some creativity thrown in, well at least I was. Now, I am a male air sign, Aquarius, aloof, scatterbrained and a know it all.

We, actually, if you read ten definitions of each birth sign on the web, you would be pretty much anyone and anything you wished to be. It all in the stars you know.