Valentine's Day.
Usually, on this day, I have a get together with the girls and we have a single's day, with pink and red baking and martinis and toast each other for the invaluable friendships that we are lucky enough to have.
This year was different.
I got to wake up next to someone I consider a best friend... Someone I am crazy about!
He surprised me with roses and Nutella-filled white chocolate hearts, then bacon and hashbrowns... It was pretty perfect.
Although, more than anything, I appreciate how he treats me, how he treats my Deckerman, and the patience he had for my unpredictability.
I'm not sure what has happened over the last few days. I still haven't spent more than a few hours awake each day this week. I have no energy, I am getting chills and cold sweats and feeling generally unwell. I have been talking in my sleep and completely crashing instantly. I couldn't get out of bed until 3pm this afternoon, and then I fell asleep again at 5pm and did not wake up until half an hour ago.
I am not positive on whether I might be coming down with something, or maybe my body just really needs to crash completely, but I wasn't exactly the perfect Valentine's Day date. I also know that, because my immune system is compromised, once I got Mono at age 17, my body never fully fought it off. So it lays dormant in my system and likes to strike when I am really rundown. I kind of think I am likely just coming down with a simple cold... But you never know... I'm just lucky that I have someone around who is patient enough and easy-going enough to roll with the punches.
I mean... I still wore red and pink and curled my hair to exchange gifts... But having to be asleep for the entire day isn't exactly fun.
Good thing we are hoping to take a drive out to the mountains in the next couple of days.
😊
Happy Valentine's Day.
And I am still toasting my girls. They are always there and always amazing and even if I wasn't dating anyone, I'd still be pretty damn lucky to have the friends that I have.