In the last month, two women I know got engaged to their long-time boyfriends. Both women are 35, have never been married before, had been in these relationships for at least five years, and had been living with their boyfriends for at least three years. In both cases, their boyfriends staged elaborate marriage proposals, and both of these women cried tears of happiness at the proposal.
And in both cases, the women themselves and their friends and family all said, "FINALLY. It's about time he popped the question."
In other words, they were sitting around and waiting for the man to decide it was time to get married. And I don't get that; I really, truly don't.