My wife taught me something important today.
We were going to one of our favorite lunch spots. A place that is not too expensive, but not too cheap either. A place that is often just right, sort of a Goldilocks lunch place. As we went down in the elevator to go out into the parking lot, she gave me a once over to make sure I was presentable.
Over the years, I have realized that she ranks me somewhat less highly than I would like to score myself, particularly in areas of dress.
“Your last shirt bu…