Remote Desktop

My laptop, sitting where these things are supposed to sit given their name. That's my work desktop it is displaying as I'm doing some late night working. Even though I fully expect to be busy for the rest of this year, I do hope working hours can be reduced to a more healthy amount next month.

It's after eleven when I type this and Inge just came out of bed, trying to explain there was something wrong with her shoes. I asked what shoes she was referring to and she answered: "my pajama shoes". I then took her back to bed; she was clearly not really awake. I'll ask her tomorrow but it's very likely she won't remember a thing about the conversation we just had :-)