LINK: 2.14.26
Currently listening to: 좋으니까 (Because) – Changbin x Felix
I just really love you
You’re the only reason why I really love you
When I see you smile I just can’t get enough
And I can’t live without you
Baby I just really love you
How was your Valentine’s Day?
2.13.26
Galentine’s Day
I went on a three mile walk with my ARMY friends before going to my second job. As the four of us were walking, we began discussing the upcoming events that we had planned for the next few months.
I got a buncha, “Happy Galentine’s Day!” texts from friends. Brenda mailed me a card… she’s ever so thoughtful with the holidays. I love that for her.
2.14.26
Valentine’s Day/Love Day/Vagina Day
I am a romantic kinda person… but Valentine’s Day just hits different for me.
This day is like any other day for me. In a way I feel like the Grinch but on Valentine’s Day. I dislike the prix fixe menus, the substandard service, the double bookings. Restaurants know people make multiple reservations, so they overbook in return because they know that people will cancel.
Three dudes asked me to be their Valentine this year. I kindly said no to them. IDK, I’m just not really feeling it this year for some reason, not that I was before but even moreso this year.
Once, a guy I was dating gave me a giant Bath & Body Works basket full of lotions, sprays, candles, and all that. I asked him if he got it on sale. He hadn’t. I told him to return it. I could tell that he was butt hurt but I just couldn’t accept the gift. I appreciated the gesture, but because he was broke, I didn’t want to feel like I was costing someone more than they could comfortably give… if that makes any sense. I’d rather have a home-cooked meal, takeout on the couch, or handmade art instead.
On the other hand, there was the guy I dated for a week, who took me to Spago for Valentine’s Day and spent the entire dinner talking about how rich he was. If my eyes could have rolled any further back in my head, it would have gotten stuck. Needless to say, there wasn’t a second date.
Instead, I went to the Dr. Martens warehouse sale. Sandals for $55, shoes for $65, boots for $75, and Made in England pairs for $100. Roughly half off sale prices, which is my love language. LOL.
For a minute, I wondered if I was over my Doc Martens era as I tried on a few pairs of boots. But nah, I wasn’t over it yet.
I purchased a pair of the caramel brown 1460 Pascal Bex Made in England boots. UK size 5, US 7. Normally $280, on sale online for $189.99, and I paid $100. I would’ve preferred black, but beggars can’t be choosers. The leather is ridiculously comfortable and soft. A couple of women who were seating near me also trying on shoes told me that the boots looked cute on me while I was trying them on. It was giving Paul Bunyan vibes but zero fucks were given.
I think this spring and summer, I’m feeling my inner grunge/goth era. We’ll see. I can’t commit right now (Gemini issues), but I’m flirting with the aesthetic.
When I got home, I cleaned the laundry room, washed a load of laundry, finished eating my leftovers, packed up another donation bag for pickup, gave my dog a bath, worked on the traveling journal that one of the girls sent me. I can’t wait till I get mine back so I can flip through all the pages and share it with you.
Anyone else ready for February 15?
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