Picky, picky, picky. A planetary slugfest (also known as a Grand Cross) is turning Libra into quite the choosy one. Too bad you can’t make up your mind. The Sun and Venus are telling you to reach for the stars, but then stern Saturn pulls you back to Earth with a thud. Neptune is pushing you into anal-retentive land in which nothing is good enough, then Jupiter tells you to Zen out, be grateful and surround everything with a white light. It’s rainbows and unicorns versus the cold cruel light of dawn. Fear not. Once Monday rolls around, you’ll feel more in balance—and ready to be more adventurous!