Ah, Valentine’s Day. Here again….and here I am, perpetually single.
It doesn’t bother me in the slightest. It used to. Why does no one want me? What is wrong with me?
I’m used to it by this point and I’ve fully accepted my future crazy-cat-lady status.
I’m making the most of being alone. I can travel where I want, when I want, without having to think of anyone else. I don’t have to plan my life around anyone else.
I’m not having to think of extra presents for special occasions. I mean, it’s already hard enough trying to think of presents for the men already in my life- my dad, brother and grandad- nevermind a boyfriend.
And probably the best perk of all, I have a double bed all to myself. I can starfish to my heart’s desire.
So, every Valentine’s day, it has become a sort of tradition to ignore all the “look at my Pandora charms and Michael Kors watch what a lucky girl!!!!” and “oh my god he proposed” statuses to indulge in an Anti-Valentine’s Day with my single pals.
Tonight, we’re having a night of trashy TV, living vicariously through First Dates and Celebs Go Dating with a glass or two of wine, chocolates and our Joan Collins Timeless Beauty Fragrance Diffuser.
So if you’re single this Valentine’s Day, just remember the chocolate is half price tomorrow.