About a month ago we had our shower door repaired. In the process, we reversed the door so that it now swings into the shower instead of swinging out and dripping onto the bathroom floor. I should note that we moved into our home on July 21, 2000, so I’ve walked in and out of that shower--give or take for travel and vacations—some 5,651 times.
I’ve just been through my morning news feed of New Year’s Resolution articles. There’s a rich harvest this year. It turns out Carli Lloyd makes resolutions everyday. Donté Stallworth is trying for the 10th year in a row to stop cursing. Laurene Powell Jobs is going to practice mindfulness. Barney Frank says coming out of the closet in 1987 was his best and last resolution.
But back to my shower door. I get three tries to swing it in the right direction every morning: once when I open it to turn the shower on, once about a minute later to get in, and once to get out. The first morning after the repair I did it wrong all three times: pushed when I should have pulled, pulled when I should have pushed. 0-for-3. It made me laugh. That wouldn’t happen again.