Five things broke in four weeks and every one of them involved water. My wife says it was a message. I don't think a dishwasher knows anything. I took the prompt anyway, and it got me to admit three true things I had been avoiding since summer.

Divide the year in thirds and you get four months. We're at the start of the last third, and somehow that reads as almost over. You've got a third of 2026 sitting there and you're about to spend it thinking about 2027.