A Working Parent’s Morning, Quarantine Edition

When I first saw snow, my first thought was, I might be able to talk to my client without screaming in the background. See, now that I am never alone, I look at life through the lens of someone taken hostage in her own home by a riot of pint-sized lunatics. Where some see a funny four-minute YouTube video, I see a window to hit the bathroom all by myself; a handheld vacuum and some thoroughly dusty stairs are…