Ten seconds before my mandatory 9 AM call, total chaos unlocked.
I was running so late I hadn't even finished getting ready, shirtless, laptop open, and a toothbrush still clenched in my mouth while racing to finish a task. To top it off, Tucker decided right then was the perfect moment to demand breakfast. Sitting in his spot with that classic judgmental stare, he gave me the look: feed him now, or face his high-pitched barks on live camera. Managing a dog’s hanger and a WFH emergency at the exact same time. just another classic morning
