Why Monthsaries Seem Impractical To Me

            Romantic traditions like monthsaries bother couples every month on the same date as when the romantic relationships became formal. These so-called "special days" become hellish routines and defeat the real purpose of and meaning of "love" in more ways than just being simply bothersome.   
            Now, I'm quite aware that a lot (and I emphasize the word LOT) of people out there would kill me for saying this. I wouldn't be surprised if I would be stoned to death the minute I get out of the house tomorrow morning, but I'll say it anyway. Monthsaries (it's not even in the dictionary) are IM—-PRACTICAL. Period. Let me count the ways:

            First, a person in a romantic relationship will need to fuss about remembering the monthsary date, notwithstanding finding ways to greet his/her partner.
            Second, for the day to be special, arrangements must be made. However simple the settings or plans, and even the so-called spontaneous dates are, they still require a lot of effort.
            Third, Monthsaries are time consuming. All's well if and when the couple goes out very seldom. Seeing each other every damn minute of the day is another thing.
            Fourth, monthsaries, again, become routines becoming more and more like brushing your teeth. You just do it 'cause you need to. The reasons are endless!

            Now, you may think I'm bitter, but YES, I AM BITTER ABOUT THIS NONSENSE! Whew! I'm not altogether saying that Anniversaries are impractical too. I just hate the hell out of monthsaries. God knows how much ruckus and headeaches monthsaries cause

            I don't give a damn cow manure if you think I'm crazy (I really am, though) for not liking it. They say constipated people don't give a s**t! And I'm constipated, mind you. I'm not saying you should agree either. What, I just forget it's the sixth, the thirtieth, or whatever date it is and all hell breaks loose?

            I would rather express my feelings on ordinary days, especially rainy ones (figuratively and literally) and that is what I consider sweet and special. Am I just weird or unconventional? Nah, I don't think so. That said, to hell with monthsaries!