Just Another Day

It's taken me two years, one wedding anniversary and one upcoming wedding anniversary to realize that I'm not a fan of anniversaries.  This has nothing to do with my wonderful husband.  It has to do with the fact that I am just not a fan of special days.

I feel the same way about birthdays (my own, anyway) and New Year's Eve.  I hate them.  Despise them.  They always get built up in my mind (thanks to the society bandwagon) to be some big deal but really, it's just another day.  As a result, I either go all out go make an super uber deal about it so it seems like it's really a special day...or I ignore it all together and try and make it go away. 

So, as our 2nd wedding anniversary is approaching (whoa, time flies), I sit here and ponder for hours what we'll do.  Then I realize, hey, what if we don't want to do anything?  What if we just want to sit around and be lazy?  What if we just went to our favorite dive bar?  What if we go out to a fancy dinner?  What if we want to lay out at the beach (in October) to continue to work on our tans?

The truth of the matter is, we can do whatever the heck we want to do and it's okay.  Why, oh why, do the pressures of society try so hard to take over in these situations?  I mean seriously, if I want to go do something special, I'll do it when I want to.  No need to wait for a special day to be special.  It's all just another day. 

When I feel like celebrating, I'll celebrate.  And that usually happens on a weekly basis.  For simply no reason other than to celebrate life...as it should be.