I've been hitting the gym pretty hard lately, and I think I might have overdone it. I woke up groggy today and never really snapped out of it. At least I hope it's just from too much working out, because I haven't felt this blah in a long time—New Year's Day comes to mind—and it's kind of terrible. But I tell you, this is the beauty of caring only about my health and not some giant, looming athletic event: I can skip my usual classes, take the day off, sit at my desk for 12 hours straight (which I pretty much needed to do anyway), and have no qualms about it whatsoever. Not a single qualm. Not an eighth of a qualm.
Well, okay. I have to acknowledge that all this sitting is really bad for me, too. So I confess to an eighth of a qualm. But I have a plan in the works on that front!
When I rearranged my office last week, besides making it beautiful, my other objective was to create a sitting station and a standing/kneeling station that I could switch back and forth between as needed. I already have two monitors, and now I have the space and the chairs I need for the two workstations. All that's left is some way to elevate the monitor, keyboard, and mouse for standing/kneeling.
I was going to do it the cheap and ugly way, by propping it all up on books or whatever, but once I saw how beautiful and serene my new office was (there is plant life, for goodness' sake), I couldn't bear to mar it with piles of junk. So I hired my dad, who's an excellent metal- and woodworker, to make me an adjustable workstation. As it happens, he's an excellent inventor, too, and he seemed really interested in getting me precisely what I needed. In fact, he said he'd make me something "spectacular," and I believe him. Aren't I lucky?