I bought a drafting table on sale from a local art store. Doesn’t help my health like I’d hoped it might, but now I have a place to put art other than my lap, so that’s a super accomplishment.

Anyway, I may be a frail little thing, but I do love that I’m not incapable of some things. You could also replace “building a desk” with “painfully and tediously stripping 30 years of damaged wallpaper” and this comic would still apply to what I’ve been doing lately.