Showerthought: that one perfect Saturday in June 2018 when everything clicked
I was rebuilding a busted up deck in my backyard off Clark Street, and somehow every board I cut fit perfect on the first try. No trips back to the hardware store, no stripping any screws, even the stain dried even after a surprise sprinkle at 3pm. I think that was the only time in 15 years of random projects where zero things went wrong the whole day. Has anyone else had a day where the universe just let you win one?