Valentine's Day was coming up in a month. Now some people would hold out hope that they would have a date by then, but I was no such person. I knew that, realistically, anyone I met in the next month would not want the pressure of a Valentine's Day date and that was assuming I met anyone at all and I did not have faith that I would.
I didn't really mind being single on Valentine's Day. I had been single every Valentine's Day except when I was in 8th grade and I didn't know then that my "boyfriend" was already planning on breaking up with me. So I was very used to being single on Valentine's Day. What was annoying was when people asked me what plans I had and then looked at me sadly when I said I didn't have any. So this year I was going to make my own plans. That way those pitying looks would be gone and I would have a fun thing to look forward to.
Doing some googling, I found that most events on that day would not appeal to me. I did not want to go and do any couple's event by myself. I had a friend who did this and she said she found it empowering. Now while I fully support her and am glad she does, I am not that person. I would feel very awkward being the only single with a bunch of couples. I did not want to have to be the one partnered with the teacher at the "It Takes Two Tango Class," I did not want to have to explain that I had signed up for a couple's massage by myself, and I certainly did not want to try and learn how to make sensual food on my own.
The next round of things I found I also did not want to go to. There were so many singles events for the night and while some people may enjoy those, I just found them grating and draining. Now I did have a friend who met her fiance at one of those and that's great, but I think I would be far too annoyed at these things to meet anyone of interest. I was impressed by the variety of events though. There was mini-golf for singles, circus arts for singles (this one did tempt me a bit because it would be hilarious to practice balloon art and then try to do a tightrope walk), terrarium making for singles, dog training for singles (so romantic), and even basic computer skills for singles (this one did not seem like it would be popular).
I then thought maybe I could go see a show. I didn't mind going to the theater by myself and actually most people found my habit of talking through shows annoying so going by myself worked just fine. I quickly ruled out concerts because those really weren't my jam and I usually only went to ones that were free. The next to go were movies because only sappy romantic movies were coming out then and I needed somebody to laugh through those with me. Plays turned out to be already pretty sold out and too expensive. So I wouldn't be going to see a show, but that was okay.
I decided to get a glass of wine to help my searching. And it did make it more fun. I took a sip every time I found an event that I would never, ever do, even if I was with someone. Believe it or not, I found an accounting for couples class. What a romantic way to spend Valentine's Day, right? Sip.
Couples give each other makeovers.
Sip.
Couples beekeeping.
Sip.
Couples mime classes.
Sip.
Couples vegan cooking for your cats.
Sip.
Couples zen gardening.
Sip.
Couples upholstering.
Sip.
Couples human composting.
Sip.
Couples car repair.
Sip.
Couples cat hair weaving.
Sip.
Couples etiquette classes.
Sip.
Couples nude drawing (whether there would be models or the attendees would be models was horrifying not specified).
Sip.
Wait, wait...did I see this page right? There was a Star Trek convention that weekend? Oh hell yes. I booked myself a VIP ticket right away. Nothing was going to beat this. Now when someone asked what I was doing I would yell, "Heghlu'meH QaQ DaHjaj!" at them.
Or, you know, tell them I was going to a convention. Whichever seemed most festive.
(Prompt by me)
Image from the Schlesinger Library on the History of Women in America
I didn't really mind being single on Valentine's Day. I had been single every Valentine's Day except when I was in 8th grade and I didn't know then that my "boyfriend" was already planning on breaking up with me. So I was very used to being single on Valentine's Day. What was annoying was when people asked me what plans I had and then looked at me sadly when I said I didn't have any. So this year I was going to make my own plans. That way those pitying looks would be gone and I would have a fun thing to look forward to.
Doing some googling, I found that most events on that day would not appeal to me. I did not want to go and do any couple's event by myself. I had a friend who did this and she said she found it empowering. Now while I fully support her and am glad she does, I am not that person. I would feel very awkward being the only single with a bunch of couples. I did not want to have to be the one partnered with the teacher at the "It Takes Two Tango Class," I did not want to have to explain that I had signed up for a couple's massage by myself, and I certainly did not want to try and learn how to make sensual food on my own.
The next round of things I found I also did not want to go to. There were so many singles events for the night and while some people may enjoy those, I just found them grating and draining. Now I did have a friend who met her fiance at one of those and that's great, but I think I would be far too annoyed at these things to meet anyone of interest. I was impressed by the variety of events though. There was mini-golf for singles, circus arts for singles (this one did tempt me a bit because it would be hilarious to practice balloon art and then try to do a tightrope walk), terrarium making for singles, dog training for singles (so romantic), and even basic computer skills for singles (this one did not seem like it would be popular).
I then thought maybe I could go see a show. I didn't mind going to the theater by myself and actually most people found my habit of talking through shows annoying so going by myself worked just fine. I quickly ruled out concerts because those really weren't my jam and I usually only went to ones that were free. The next to go were movies because only sappy romantic movies were coming out then and I needed somebody to laugh through those with me. Plays turned out to be already pretty sold out and too expensive. So I wouldn't be going to see a show, but that was okay.
I decided to get a glass of wine to help my searching. And it did make it more fun. I took a sip every time I found an event that I would never, ever do, even if I was with someone. Believe it or not, I found an accounting for couples class. What a romantic way to spend Valentine's Day, right? Sip.
Couples give each other makeovers.
Sip.
Couples beekeeping.
Sip.
Couples mime classes.
Sip.
Couples vegan cooking for your cats.
Sip.
Couples zen gardening.
Sip.
Couples upholstering.
Sip.
Couples human composting.
Sip.
Couples car repair.
Sip.
Couples cat hair weaving.
Sip.
Couples etiquette classes.
Sip.
Couples nude drawing (whether there would be models or the attendees would be models was horrifying not specified).
Sip.
Wait, wait...did I see this page right? There was a Star Trek convention that weekend? Oh hell yes. I booked myself a VIP ticket right away. Nothing was going to beat this. Now when someone asked what I was doing I would yell, "Heghlu'meH QaQ DaHjaj!" at them.
Or, you know, tell them I was going to a convention. Whichever seemed most festive.
(Prompt by me)
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