I don’t hate Valentine’s Day.

Granted, I spend the majority of my Valentine’s Days alone. Not necessarily single, but by myself. I usually spend the weekend before V-Day with my girlfriends wine tasting and doing other Galentine’s Day activities. It’s a blast. For the past few years, I’ve spent the day of eating take-out and watching horror movies. It’s awesome.

A lot of guys hate the concept of Valentine’s Day. Great. Hate it if you must. But it doesn’t have to be about dropping a bunch of cash on a romantic evening. I’m not opposed to eating take-out and watching movies with a dude. I just don’t want to do it if the guy’s gonna have an attitude.

This year, I made homemade gummy candy for Jessica. I bought her some books about friendship and female leadership, along with a craft kit to make Valentine’s Day cards. We’re getting together on Thursday to exchange gifts and read each others’ short stories. It’s going to be nice and low-key.

Last year, Eddie and I were dating on Valentine’s Day. He texted me that day for the sole purpose of telling me how much he hated the holiday. I told him that I was having take-out and watching horror movies by myself. He asked if he could join me. I told him no, and turned my ringer off for the rest of the evening so that I could enjoy it in peace.

I hope that you all have a nice day tomorrow doing whatever you so desire. See you guys in the morning.