My … fourth pair of gloves this winter season met their end last week. Out of desperation, I bought those tiny little "magic gloves" that stretch to fit almost any size hand. Not great, but what can be done? The department stores stopped selling winter gloves in February.

So I was pulling my hat out of my pocket and one of my gloves — which apparently was lying right on top of the hat — went flying and landed right smack in the middle of a puddle on the street. And that polyester fabric isn’t going to withstand a puddle very well.

I suppose I could have pulled the glove out of the puddle and washed it at home, but I didn’t feel like carrying a dirty, puddle water-soaked glove with me all day. But, damn, my luck with gloves this winter has been awful, especially since "spring" came around.