It’s a frigid, snowy February morning. That right there is enough to throw me out of gear. Add accidentally dropping a pair of socks in the toilet, the 14-year-old dog having a messy accident on the carpet (why is it always on the carpet, never on the hard floor?), and a lengthy list of tasks I’d really rather avoid, and my Wednesday appears preset for stress. Not to mention all the usual triggers: politics, climate,…