I remember once a few weeks ago, I was having a bad day. Have you ever had a bad day? Bad days can cover a pretty wide arc of human reality, but my day began with not being able to find my bedroom slippers. Then, as soon as I got in the shower, someone downstairs ran the dishwasher and I was suddenly receiving cold water therapy at no extra charge! Then I tripped getting out of the shower and broke the table in the bathroom. Once I was out of the shower and shivering, I reached for clothing, only to discover that the shirt I pulled from the closet had a stain on it. I know. These are what my children would call “first world problems.“ Suffice it to say, I was pretty grumpy.

Downstairs the coffee was cold and I was sitting at the kitchen table muttering some string of unacceptable epithets…