Leap Year

When I was a child, I heard that girls could propose on Leap Day and it wouldn't be weird. So I decided that, naturally, if I was in my twenties and I wasn't married and it was Leap Year, I would just propose and be done with it.

Apparently, as a child, I did not understand the concept of rejection. I understand it now, and I did not dare propose to anyone today.

However. At work, there's a guy in my block of desks who sometimes likes to read random things from the internet aloud. And today, he read an article about how if a woman proposes to a man on Leap Day and he refuses, he has to give her money or buy her a new dress.

And I was like, "Hmm, that would almost be worth it."

And then he added that another acceptable payment on the man's part is a dozen pairs of gloves...so that the girl can use them to hide her shame of not having an engagement ring.

At first I was like, "What." And then I was like, "That would be pretty useless nowadays. People generally don't wear gloves." But then I remembered how many pairs of winter gloves I've lost since I moved out of my parents house (read: all of them) and suddenly twelve pairs of nice, warm gloves sounded divine.

Well, if I'm free next Leap Year, maybe I'll just bite the bullet and go for it.