Yeah, it’s that day, the one where everyone is expected to be all romantic and lovey-dovey. Am I the only one for whom this day tends to just suck?
For years I was always sick on Valentine’s Day. Like, respiratory infecton or stomach flu sick. That ended when I got to Florida, but the day still basically stank. So much pressure, I think. Everyone wants to know what sorts of gifts your husband bought for you, or what special thing you’re doing to celebrate.
Usually, the hubs and I end up fighting. We don’t fight much. And the last couple of years have been fine, now that I think about it. But I know we’re not alone–a lot of couple fight on Valentine’s Day, and I think it’s because of the raised expectations.
I don’t even really advocate planning all sorts of wild sexy things. Chances are it will backfire. Silly lingerie covered in hearts? Nah, not for me. Why would you want to have sex with someone who looks like a float in a cheezy parade?
So this year do something extra special for your significant other–give them a break, order a pizza, and watch sitcoms. Save the romance for when it’s spontaneous. That’s what makes it special.