Oh, if it be to choosen and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine! Thomas Hood
Sweet isn’t it?
No, not really. It’s not bitterness about being single at all, I love how happy some of my friends are with their boyfriends and all the sweet things that they are getting up to today, but Valentine’s Day has always annoyed me. Whether single or a deux, the idea of a card company inventing a day where we should show our significant others how much we love them is contrived and sickening to me. restaurants put prices up and card companies count their blessings as hapless boyfriends flood into the shops, not wanting to disappoint but not really sure what they should be doing. The lads in the office have been discussing this for the past week. “What should I get her?” “She’ll go mad if I don’t bother!”
Love should be something that is known, and not something that is seen one day a year. Call me cynical but I would much rather get a little gift or be taken out for a lovely dinner on another day of the year, when it is a just because surprise, just because I am me and he thought of me, rather than something I know is coming because of the calendar timing.
The gym has jumped on the Valentine band wagon. The guy at the desk is instructing people to write their little messages on a chalk board as they enter. Forced affection!! I do not want to write something whimsical and sweet because I am told to, and I’m not sure how much they would appreciate me writing “I love being single, as it means that I do not have to pick his pants up off the floor.” Come on guys, get a grip! If you loved your boyfriends you would feel bad that for the last week they have been panicking about what to get you and where to take you. Take a tip from Thomas Hood, every day your love should be your valentine.
I don’t understand why Cupid was chosen to represent Valentine’s Day. When I think about romance, the last thing on my mind is a short, chubby toddler coming at me with a weapon. Author Unknown