I always say that February, despite having the fewest days, feels like the longest month. By the end of February, I am generally so over winter and so ready for spring, I can hardly stand myself.
This year, is no different.
So, having even one extra day to lengthen the month sucks.
On the bright side, we have a friend whose son was born in a leap year, so, he gets to celebrate his fifth birthday despite the fact that he has walked this Earth for twenty years, now. Yay?
Also, the days are getting longer, the weather is getting warmer, and summer is a day closer, despite February's evil plot to drag itself out longer.
You can add a day, February, but you can't stop time! March starts tomorrow!