Good morning, Gazing out my window at 15 inches of glistening snow—with more on the way—I’m reminded that you can’t negotiate with weather. You can plan. You can prepare. You can be that person who keeps an extra charger in her purse and thinks this qualifies as “control.” But when the forecast decides to go feral, your schedule becomes a suggestion. Last week, my husband and I road-tripped from New York to D.C. for PROVOKED meetings, and I had to make a call: stay through the end of the trip...