First Valentine's Day in a long time where I've not even remembered the date until I got into work, opened google and saw their logo with the heart on it.
Boyfriend managed to get sick on Sunday, went to his first day of work yesterday then threw up halfway through the day so they sent him home, and he's still at home today. Typical. He doesn't have work for three months, doesn't get sick once. Goes back to work, comes down with a bug. It's like the universe is determined to ruin everything, just a little bit, at the moment.