(I wrote this piece a number of years ago…and thought it worth sharing here.)
The flowers are wilted. The chocolate is devoured. The lingerie is put back in the drawer. The credit card bill for dinner has not yet arrived. These are the days of Valentine’s Aftermath.
We can all breathe a sigh of relief now that the red-hearted day is done. No more pressure to buy your loved one the right gift or to score impossible reservations at the finest restaurant. No more florist price gouging on long stemmed red roses. No more guys sweating out the 24 hours where they have to look googly-eyed and profess their undying love. That’s all gone now. Everyone can resume their normal relationship temperaments filled with banal chatter and petty arguments.