I’ve contemplated in the past whether or not I really need a laptop. Now, of course, you can argue that none of us “need” a computer, but assuming the need for a computer of some kind, do I need a laptop?

The universe, in its infinite wisdom, likes to remind me that I do. Whenever I start to think that maybe I do not, inevitably my laptop breaks for a week or two, and I spend said time wailing and gnashing teeth. Apparently I do, in fact, need a laptop.

I doubt we’ll ever ditch the microwave simply because the new house has one of those built-in above the range ones. I mean, if it goes, we probably wouldn’t run out to replace it, but since it’s already there, chances are I shall use it.