We’ve stopped going out to dinner on Valentines Day. After spending at least an hour for a table, we decided to just go the movies the following year. We did that twice but the traffic was irritating. Instead of feeling excited about this movie date, we’re stuck in traffic, feeling agitated because we were about to miss the beginning of the story.
We’ve stopped celebrating this romantic day. We don’t go out anymore. Last Tuesday, we ordered KFC.
