I’ve never been a big fan of Valentine’s Day. When I was single and dating, I never knew what to expect or what was expected of me? Should I get my boyfriend a card? Homemade cookies? Something more? Cologne? How much should I spend? I don’t want to go overboard and make him feel bad if he just got me a card. I don’t want to do too little if he spent a lot of money. (It can be very nerve-racking.)
And it didn’t get any better when I was married. My ex wasn’t much into being thoughtful. Most holidays passed without a second thought which always left me a little sad. I’d do things like surprise him with a getaway to a Bed-and-Breakfast. I’d make all arrangements for childcare, I’d pack clothes and baskets of gourmet goodies. He’d grab a card at the gas station on the way home from work.
Of course, now that I’m a
bitter old hag cynical, single, soon-to-be cat owner, I’m still not thrilled with the whole concept of Valentine’s Day. Here are my top ten reasons why Valentine’s Day sucks.
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