Let’s talk about great ideas. Eli Whitney had one. Kristy Thomas had one. Benjamin Franklin had several.
We did not have one.
When we moved in over 3 and a half years ago, we set up two desks in our office. Since we were both students, we knew we’d be spending a lot of time at our desks. Naturally, we put them back to back.
For three and a half years, we spent hours sitting back to back. I had a lovely view of my wall, while Y had a lovely view of my face and whatever medical condition he was currently studying.
And then one day, Y made me a card that changed everything.
And that’s when I had my idea- my idea that could rival the cotton gin, bifocals, or the Baby-Sitters’ Club. If I had thought of it, oh, four years ago.
“We should push our desks together.”
“But we only have a few more months here.”
I’m convincing, and we did it anyway. It’s amazing. We realized we had wasted 3 and a half years not looking at each other, not having Ike underneath us licking both of our feet at the same time, and not watching porn because we were worried the other one could see it.
Y was playing a computer game when I started taking pictures, and I demanded he turn it off. Because that’s the kind of wife I am. This is the kind of husband he is: