You thought I would write a post for Valentine's Day didn't you? I know. Me too. Oh well. Shit happens. Yet today, I feel inspired on this February 15 to write about post-Valentines Day.
So was it that bad? Look. It came and left. And you are still here, busy, going about your regular things. It's done. Time to stop worrying about being "alone", and moving on to the better things in our lives.
I could go into my entire philosophical thoughts about society creating specific days that benefit retailers more than they benefit the people themselves. There is not one single holiday that someone doesn't take advantage of to sell something or to make a quick buck. Does this upset me? Hells yes. But I'm not here to judge the system. I am like a sheep. I follow the system. Yet, don't we all.
En tout cas.
I remember one of my first Valentine's Day with my ex (who was my boyfriend at the time). He took me out for dinner, bought me flowers, and really made an effort to make me happy. I rained on his parade big time. The restaurant was an unknown place that served mediocre food and he didn't get me a card. Yes. I am a card person. I was raised that way. And because of that. I was unhappy. I was disappointed with my Valentines Day. And made him feel it. I had been so excited, had so many expectations. And boom. All fell to shreds, according to me that is. What a spoiled brat I was. I look back at this now, and I think to myself...Wow. N. You were horrible. #SpoiledGirlVdayProblems
And that's the thing, we set all these huge expectations (or maybe that was just me). Yet. It's just one day. A love awareness day basically. A day that some use to show your loved ones how much you care about them. And that's exactly what he did. He showed me how much he loved me, how much he treasured me by planing something that he thought would make me happy. And even though his execution wasn't perfect, at the time, I was too blind, too stupid to actually see the effort and the love he put in to making me happy. Hey. R. If you're reading (I doubt it, but hey, you never know.), I am sorry about that.
Then, the next day arrives, and it's all back to usual, yet he still loved, cared, and wanted to make me happy. Life goes on.
What this has taught me is that being caught up on the small stuff is ridiculous. Especially Valentine's Day stuff. So whatever you ended up doing, even if it was catching up on some much anticipated season 2 of House of Cards on Netflix, it don't really matter in the big scheme of things. It's just 1 day, that comes and goes. No stress.
Let's not worry about all that small stuff that may upset us like not exactly getting what you love on Valentine's Day or being single on Valentine's Day...instead lets focus on the great stuff. You're healthy, you aren't dying on the street, you have great people around you. You have Netflix. You can drink Champagne if you want to. You aren't missing any legs (well. maybe you are, and if you are, I am sorry for this comment...). Someone thinks you're attractive somewhere. So. No sweat lovers.
After all, tomorrow is another day.