I haven’t been single on Valentine’s Day for the past three years. As a high schooler I didn’t enjoy not having someone on the 14th of February, but I think this year I really appreciated it. I never had a bad Valentine’s Day with my ex, but the way holidays and birthdays were stacked month after month meant V-day was the “special day” we skimped on financially. But amidst the chocolate and kisses I was always a little jealous of my single lady friends who were fully seizing the day. I’m not knocking this holiday, but looking back I realize how much of my happiness I put into other person’s hands. I hoped I loved my gift, I hoped the day was something worth telling people about, I prayed the sex would be unusually mind-blowing. No pressure, right?
This year the only person responsible for my happiness was moi, and, as the saying goes, if you want something done right you have to do it yourself. First I spread the holiday cheer. I got Dunkin Donut gift cards over Christmas, and since I hardly ever go there I decided to use some of the money for treats. I woke up early and bought Munchkin boxes for my class and work-study comrades. Dunkin Donuts doesn’t have the allure of small pastry shops, but it definitely delivers a strong dose of nostalgia.
I gave myself a gift. For 70 cents I snagged this really fun gold watch with a stretchy band. It is more delicate than watches I usually go for. It actually doesn’t work, but I think it makes a fun accessory.
Even my afternoon breakfast got into the spirit.
I relaxed on the couch with a scented candle, made a mixed drink, and although I didn’t actually end up getting around to painting my nails I’ve been in a pink-hue mood. I also dabbed on my go-to perfume, Banana Republic’s Rosewood, which seemed extremely fitting for the day.
Whether you’re single or with someone, I hope you got the chance to make yourself happy yesterday—and if not there’s always next year!