There were no roses, no proposals, or fancy dinners but there was a whole lot of Chuck Bass this Valentine's Day. Chipotle was my boyfriend, I even splurged and got guacamole. With my feet propped up, mini heater on, and the sweetest ladybug valentine from momma I was one content single heart.
Sunday I Swiffer wet jetted my brains out and then headed to the office for a peaceful afternoon in the office.
This weekend may have not been the most romantic 48 hours ever but you know what, I've got at least 60 more years for that stuff. For now, I'm happy just me [with some Chipotle.]
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