I got a new desk, and this one is an actual desk!  The other one was a table. . . ahhhh this already feels better on my wrists.  It keeps the keyboard and mouse at a much better level.  The desk was a gift from Nikolai’s parents, as its previous owner (MIL) got a new one.  In some ways it is marvelous being married to the baby of the family.  The ridiculous spoilage spills onto me, and as a middle child, I am all about swag.  I didn’t really have anything else to mention, except watching Nick rewire my computer into the new desk setup while his dad hovered, silently begging for a task so he could help as well was really really funny.