
Capricorn: The “Why Am I Doing Everything?” Week
March 15th – 21st, 2026
Overview: A Masterclass in Being Annoying
The Sun moves into Pisces on the 15th, joining a cluster of planets that are making the “logical” part of your brain feel like it’s being dunked in a bowl of lukewarm milk. You’re usually the “structure” guy, but right now, you’re about as structured as a wet noodle. Mercury is also in retrograde until the 21st, so every time you try to explain something simple—like why a client shouldn’t delete their System32 folder—you’ll end up sounding like you’re speaking in tongues.
Career & Tech: The “Expert” in the Room
With Saturn (your ruling planet) being “combust” starting on the 13th, your usual authority is basically on vacation. You’ll walk in feeling like a CEO and leave feeling like an unpaid intern.
- The Glitch: Midweek, a project or client from last November will resurface, likely because you didn’t fix it right the first time.
- The Cat’s Insight: Psychic Meow Meow says your “25 years of experience” doesn’t mean anything if you can’t figure out how to open a can of tuna. Stop overcomplicating things.
Relationships: The Emotional Robot
You’re trying to be “supportive” this week, but your version of support feels like a corporate HR seminar. People want empathy, and you’re giving them a spreadsheet of their flaws.
- The Vibe: A robotic vacuum that keeps bumping into the same wall.
- Warning: Family tension peaks around the 18th. Try to listen instead of “troubleshooting” their feelings. You can’t reboot a person.
Finance: Stop Gambling on “Moon” Stocks
Mercury’s retrograde is messing with your financial sector. You’ll feel a sudden, idiotic urge to dump money into a “speculative” stock pick you found on a forum.
- Psychic Meow Meow’s Prediction: That “overnight performer” is going to perform a disappearing act on your bank account.
- The Strategy: Stick to silver and purple investments—meaning, buy the cat a new silver collar and keep your hands off the “trade” button until the 21st.
Psychic Meow Meow’s Final Word: “I saw you trying to meditate on Tuesday. You looked like you were just taking a nap while sitting up. Pathetic. Also, if you don’t stop talking about ‘synergy,’ I’m going to start knocking your silver-framed photos off the mantle one by one.”
