I’ve never been a big celebrator of Valentine’s Day. Husband and I used to go out for lunch or dinner when we were young and childless. Now and then we’d get a sitter and do the same thing. But now, we rarely celebrate this seemingly created-by-Hallmark date on the calendar. We have some nice Valentine stories in our past, and it’s a good time to look at wine glass as half full rather than half empty or (in engineering language) twice as big as it needs to be.
In the deep and philosophical approach, a day when Husband knew what I needed and took care of it, would be nice. But those days don’t happen very often because, well, we don’t need them very often. We take care of ourselves and each other a lot, but we also make sure there’s a little specialness now and then.
My February 14th would have been exhausting and crazy, if I’d been in school. I feel for my substitute! Being sick on Valentine’s Day was not in my planning book. My students are usually almost as hyped as they are for Christmas. Sugar, holiday, big snowstorm, long weekend ahead…oh, this sub might never speak to me again.
Husband has Friday, February 15th off, but it won’t be an easy day. He will be home with Amigo all day because teachers have staff development and students have no classes. They’ll probably sleep in, have a late breakfast, and then Husband will start packing for his weekend train show. As soon as I get home (if I’m well enough to go, that is), he’ll hit the road.
I don’t need a celebration of the hearts and flowers type. I’ll put a simple supper on the table Thursday as usual for a weekday, maybe simpler than usual due to the extra stress of being ill. If Husband is home early enough, maybe we’ll break open a bottle of wine and relax a little bit.
But I have to admit, he surprised me this morning with a coffee mug flower arrangement and a small package of really nice chocolates. What a sweetie!Happy Love Thursday, everyone.