I missed the obligatory Valentine's Day post

It seems that everyone in blogdom is required to post something on Valentine's Day (or as soon thereafter as is humanly possible), detailing how they and their significant other spent the day. Given that this is the first time in many years that I've not had a significant other with whom to observe this day, I didn't feel obligated to follow through on this ritual.

Actually, I was a bit apprehensive in the days leading up to the big VD. Even though Jeff was never the type to acknowledge it, and I'll admit that even I have a certain dislike of Hallmark holidays, I do think that any event which reminds you to focus on the wonder and love your SO brings to your life is a good thing. Rather than a mandatory chocolate-and-flowers holiday, if we could just take advantage of it as a day to really cherish one another, it would be a lot more meaningful. Fat chance of the commercial establishment allowing that to happen!

Since I have no SO to cherish these days, though, it was much like any other day. Get up, do whatever I have planned, go to work...yada yada yada. Although I did actually have a lunch "date" on Wednesday -- albeit with one of my married friends. :) So all in all, it was a pretty good day. Just not the super-special type which, as a romantic, I'd love to once again experience.

Oh yeah, and that "go to work" bit...I sorta went and got a job a little over a week ago. Essentially, the book biz was not paying what I had been used to, and the high gas consumption involved in finding paltry numbers of books that may not even sell has grown less and less endearing. I'll still do it on the side, but I'm content to give Jeff most of the territory, most of the time.

My new job is a part-time gig in a medical lab. Not too strenuous, but somewhat mentally engaging in that there's a lot to be learned (and it's all medical terminology, which has always been right up my alley), so it seems to be a pretty good fit. Not to mention the fact that the hours are compatible with the rehearsal times for the upcoming play in which I intend to be involved. Once I get all that going, there won't be time for book scouting anyway, so...c'est la vie.