From Bunny Slippers to Business Plans
The other week, my husband bought me a laptop, which was just about the most exciting thing ever in the world. (He’s so good with gifts; last year, he got me a GPS for my car and, the year before that, my Nikon D40X.)
It meant that I could be mobile…if only I had something to carry it in.
I’ll admit it.
I only wanted my husband to get his laptop fixed so that I would never have to leave the cozy safety of my bed ever again.
I loved propping up several pillows behind my back, setting up the small breakfast-in-bed tray, and writing, tweeting, and surfing Etsy to my heart’s content. It was relaxing, and appealed to my inherent laziness.
So it drove me crazy that he was taking his sweet old time replacing his laptop’s defunct power cable.
Then he presented me with an early birthday gift, and suddenly the possibility afforded by mobility seemed limitless!
