Precisely and I have this thing about reading one another our horoscopes for the day in the morning. I'm not sure when this started. Probably when there was an app for daily horoscopes. Like most of our inside jokes, I decided to take it one step further, and bought a book on Astrology I found for a dollar on clearance at Marshalls as a Christmas present to us.
We celebrated the winter solstice in 2010 by drinking Woodchuck cider, and reading each other information on our respective signs. Precisely is a Scorpio. I am an Aries. (duh).*
The book was mostly what you would expect of something that cost a dollar, complete with some wonderful stock photography which we found hilarious.
The thing that stuck, was Take Over Tuesdays. See, each sign has a corresponding day of the week, which is supposed to be extra powerful, lucky, full of good energy etc. The day for both Scorpios and Aries (according to the book) is Tuesday.
Upon learning this, Precisely (the writer) immediately deemed this concept "Take Over Tuesday". (We're both Type A's remember).
So, Take Over Tuesday is the idea that THIS is the day each week, you work really hard, for the whole day. You take over at your job, in your work-out/training routine, with your social life. You go big or you go home.
This doesn't mean you get to slack for the rest of the week, but it does ensure that all that stuff that needs to be taken care of, gets taken care of.
We even have a special chocolate coffee we save for Tuesday mornings only. No seriously, it's Godiva Chocolate Truffle, my Mom got it for me for Easter, and it is D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S!!!
So this morning, I have an important meeting, and then after work, I am kicking my butt into running 12 miles, because I'm registered for the Pittsburgh half-marathon which is in 13 days, and I have been the laziest slacker to ever slack in training (if you can even call what I've been doing training) up to this point.
Try it out world. Even if you're a Capricorn. Take over today!
* We do not follow that stupid new astrological chart, with the Ophiuchus sign. We follow the one we grew up with. There's no way I'm a Pisces. Not now. Not never.