People have often commented on the fact that I still wear a ring (or honestly, between one and three) on my ring finger even though I am no longer married.

"Eliza" they say "why on earth would you want to do that? Why would you want people to think you are married?"

I'm then forced to explain that it's not so much that I think I want people to think I'm married, no, that's not it at all.

You see, I've named one particular ring "Eliza's Folly" and I wear it frequently to remind myself not to make stupid, enormous, monumental, life altering mistakes. If it's on my ring finger, every time I look at a poofy white dress and cast about for the nearest clean (ish) single male, looking at the ring reminds me to stop. Everytime I see a cute, quiet, squeaky clean baby, looking at the ring reminds me to stop casting about for a potential donor. Everytime I go to a wedding, or encounter a newly engaged couple, or have to buy a wedding gift, or go to a sappy movie...I mean, you get the idea. It's like those shock collars for barking dogs, only this hurt my wallet and not my neck.

Back to the old grindstone.