That holiday is difficult to get through regardless of your relationship status, so congratulations on making it to the second half of February.
“Survive” is word that gets thrown around a lot when you’re single. You have to survive holidays, survive your ex’s new relationship, survive the whispers of your friends and family, survive without love and human contact…
You managed to outwit, outplay, and outlast Cupid’s little holiday, but that only rolls around once a year. The real challenge is surviving Saturday Date Night, an event that is on your calendar a whopping fifty-two times a year!
If you can get to Sunday without cracking, you‘re a winner. So here’s a Dating Tips post on how to survive a year of Saturday nights and become a singles champion..
In my book, the best way to get comfy is to put on some ratty sweatpants and pour myself and big glass of Snapple.
After a long, stressful week of work, getting to spend the night alone in my quiet, cozy home is an extremely comfortable concept. Who wants to have to dress up, fuss over the details of planning a night out, and worry about whether you’re impressing the person who agreed to spend some time with you on your night off?
If you allow yourself to feel comfortable, you will soon get comfortable with the idea of being alone on a Saturday night.
My ex-wife was very particular about how the laundry was done, and completely anal about how things got folded and put away. Melissa was on a mission to make me sort colors, change temperature settings on the washer, and add fabric softener to every load.
What? I do laundry the single guy way: everything goes in one load, whatever the temperature setting is, and nothing gets added but detergent.
I don’t have time to go on a date. I’ve got laundry to take out of the dryer and leave sitting in the basket for several days!
Dinner, Dessert, DVR. Just because I’m home on a Saturday night doesn’t mean I’m a pathetic sad sack lamenting the lack of love in my life. I am still going to treat myself to a fun evening and not even think about the fact that I’m not on a date.
I always make sure to have a delicious dinner. I try to eat healthy during the week, but on Saturday night I’ll splurge and treat myself to something that might be bad for me in terms of calories, but good for me because it’s yummy.
There is always something for dessert, too. Maybe it’s ice cream, apple pie, or something with chocolate and peanut butter. Just enough sugar on my plate to make up for the sugar that I will not be getting elsewhere.
After a busy week, my DVR is packed with my favorite shows, and there’s usually a great flick for a Saturday Movie Night. Who needs date night? I can’t want for tonight!
Reading, Writing, Relaxing. Alliteration makes things easy to remember. My imagination is a great companion on a Saturday night. I can get lost for hours in a book, or better yet, send myself on an adventure of my own creation.
Saturday nights are perfect for writing. Depending on my mood, I could tackle any number of genres and formats. There are always stories dancing around in my head, and I just need the time to turn my mental dance partners into screenplays, blog posts, TV shows, short stories, or novels.
Once the ideas finally settle down and allow my brain a moment’s rest, I slip into Relaxation Mode. Saturday nights should be all about recharging my battery, making sure that stress levels are within the acceptable zones, and turning my life into one giant Zen garden. Saturday Date Night would not mesh well with that philosophy.
Call Off The Search Party. I used to spend Saturday nights searching the online dating sites for my next true love, or at the very least, a date for next Saturday night. That only frustrated me more and increased the pressure to find someone special.
You can’t put up flyers search for Lost Love, Modern Philosophers. Love just finds you when you least expect it. Maybe it’s that cute coworker who used to put her feet up on your desk and demand to know why you’d walk to Subway in a snowstorm. Perhaps it’s a fellow blogger with an adorable accent who lives halfway around the world.
Stop wasting your Saturday nights looking for a date. Just stay home, relax, and enjoy yourself. This way, Love knows where to come knocking when it wants to find you.
Stay Clear of Memory Lane. Do not spend your Saturday nights looking at photos of the one who got away, watching the videos she sent so you can hear that accent, or reading her old emails. Yes, she has left a trail a mile long that you could easily follow back to her, but all it really leads to is your broken heart.
Don’t torture yourself like that. Don’t conjure up images of how you could be spending your Saturday nights if she were still by your side. You’re single now and while you don’t have to necessarily move on if you’re not ready, just don’t take a step backwards.
I’m all for Time Travel, but not when you ask the DeLorean to take you to Memory Lane. That’s a part of town and you need to avoid it like the Trump Administration avoids facts.
I hope these tips come in handy. Have a great Saturday night. If you need me, you know where I’ll be…
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