This morning started like any other. I woke up, took the dog for a walk, and quickly checked the mirror for eye crusties and hair peaks before running out the door to drive J to work. (Yes, I know I don't have to drive him to work. But I like to, especially in the past few months as he's been working super-long hours and I'd like to squeeze in as much time together as possible.) 15-minute delay in the tunnel? Check. A-hole NYC drivers who challenge my driving dexterity with every move? Check. Pedestrians who ignore all traffic laws to make driving in NYC even more difficult? Check. In other words, nothing unusual. I kissed my husband goodbye as he rushed inside to make his...