valentine’s day
i don’t blog….ever. but today i had a terrible day go absolutely perfect. and i wanted to share the story. so my boyfriend seemed kind of weird last night on the phone. i knew he had a bad day but he seemed like he didn’t even want to talk to me. i went to bed just angry and upset and expected the rest of today to just be a terrible day. woke up as expected. no usual good morning text. and when i texted him, still in that cranky mood. i said hey, can i see you today? it’s valentine’s day. and he just basically said to me no, i’m working 16 hours today. can’t do it, sorry. i had just come to accept that i was getting nothing and today was going to suck. ugh, my day gets worse. then comes time for me to go to work. work sucks. it always sucks. just surrounded by piles of wallets and socks. building fixtures. the usual. yeah, i didn’t want to to that. and i was the only hopeless romantic sucker wearing red today, too. so the 4 hours pass. got a few texts. but to be honest, got a few more texts, but ignored them. i felt like he was ignoring me, so i reciprocated. the drive home was the point of the day i accepted the fact that today was absolutely shitty. i took the money my mom had given my in my valentine’s day card earlier in the day to go buy myself wendy’s because my dad was taking my mom out for valentine’s dinner (her day was already better than mine). so i stopped there, and had to drive through the cvs lot to make a u-turn. i kind of just laughed at all the traffic because i was thinking of what douches all these guys were. but then i thought, they’ve already done more than kurt has. i got my ipod on shuffle playing in the car and of course “ours” by taylor swift comes on. a song about people being judgmental of other’s realtionships but those others really not caring. and a video about a girl who can’t see her man because, well. she’s working. and duh, it’s taylor swift. she’s our girl. tears. tears all over the place. like a child. i start eating my feelings in wendy’s fries. then going down arden ave. i see a delivery man with cellophane and a balloon getting out of his car. more tears. but these are angry tears. then i get home. my parents are gone to dinner. i turn on the light and see this big box on my kitchen table addressed to me. i can’t even open it cause i’m shaking. i open to the most beautiful multi-colored roses laying flat with a card on top that says: “happy valentine’s day! I love you so much and am so blessed to have you in my life. words cannot express how much i love and care for you. i hope these rose bring the smile that i have come to love so much. love always and forever, kurt.” my baby tears have turned into can’t breathe tears. never in 4 1/2 years of dating has he ever done something so sweet and beautiful. but wait, it gets better. as i’m opening them and putting them in the vase. i look on the counter and see these other beautiful purple flowers, and i said oh nice, dad got mom flowers. i go to read the card and it says “hope these brighten your day. happy valentine’s day. kurt” can’t breathe tears, turn to can’t speak tears. i literally could not believe it. sent flowers to his valentine AND her mom?! i don’t know why he did it, but i absolutely could not believe it. i don’t think i’ve ever loved him more. then mom comes home and she had me help her use her phone to text kurt for the beautiful flowers. he even texted back to tell her she deserved them. ugh, i can’t i’m crying again, just telling the story all over again. the man who once said “i don’t do flower deliveries. it’s too expensive and i want to give them to you myself” completely went over the top. then before bed he calls me and asks me how was my day and i start crying again. of course. he said if i was gonna cry this much, he never would have done it. he’s perfect. i’m in the perfect relationship. it took me and hour to write this and it’s 2 am. i don’t care if no one read this. i am the luckiest girl on earth <3
