Valentine's Day Sucks

This is the first V-day I've spent without a significant other in 9 years. Not that it matters all that much, it's just another day. For the last 9 years it was a day that my significant other hated and would make me feel like shit about all week, "It's a commercial holiday meant to sell more crap than usual" and blah, blah, blah. But in the end he'd always end up getting me something, though after hearing for a week how bogus V-day is and how I'm not getting shit...some of the romance is just sucked out of the gift. But this post is not intended to start a war with this person or anything like that...just stating fact. I honestly don't care anymore. Hell, I agree that it's a rediculous holiday made just so Hallmark can make more money. Still...I'm a sucker for romance. Can't believe I admitted that one!

I've never been the type of gal who's demanded expensive gifts. Though I like jewelry and all that, I don't find it necessary. I'm a romance buff...and if you do it right, it costs you little to nothing. But again, doesn't matter. No one to share that with this year.

I'm not on a pity pot or anything. There's too much going on in my life right now to really be bothered by the whole V-day thing. My friend and I have patched it up enough to where I am helping him/her move still. But once the move is done, I'm sure the friendship will change. I mean, it really has to...he/she will be VERY far away. I'll stay in touch, visit and all that, but the closeness really is impossible to keep.

My daughter's B-day is tomorrow. She'll be 11. I feel old. I feel like time is flying and before I can blink she'll be off on her own. It's a scary thought.

Well, time to motor. Later...