This morning, while getting ready for work, I was looking for the iPad that my husband usually keeps in the bottom drawer of his nightstand.
The room was dark because he was still sleeping, so I opened the bottom drawer quietly without realizing that he had his laptop propped up against it. The laptop fell a very short distance and was unharmed. My husband didn't move, so I assumed I got away with it. I got the iPad and went back to getting ready.
When it was time for work, I put the iPad back. My husband was still asleep. I kissed him goodbye, and he muttered something about "Love you. Drive safe."
I was almost or if the room before he said, "Come back. Wanna drop my laptop some more?"
Sigh. It's hip to be square (and caught red handed), kids.