My replacement power supply still hasn’t arrived. 

In the interim, I’d forgotten how sore a knee is two weeks after surgery, so I’m annoyed at how much it slows me down.  Naturally, I’m probably trying to do too much too soon.  But, seriously, I’m not trying to do anything more than walk on it.  Unfortunately, I didn’t notice how much walking I do as a bare minimum for my job, so getting back to work this week has been, shall we say, painful, even though many people have helped me with the more “strenuous” parts of the job (which, in an unimpaired state would cause me to laugh, because there’s nothing visibly strenuous about my job).  Ice is my friend.  I love ice.  Wrap me in it, and I’ll feel so much better.