Update:
It's now been close to 90 days living without a mousepad for the first time ever in my life.
The experiment is over.
Ranking the level of satisfaction I derive from not having a mousepad - on a scale of 1 to 10 - is an easy 11.
I have a wireless keyboard and mouse. My table is devoid of ancillary junk items, items like paper or whatever else you could imagine. All I have on my table are 5 essential items:
1) keyboard
2) mouse
3) router
4) modem
5) speakers
There are zero restrictions or encumberments when manipulating my mouse sans mousepad. There is zero friction, no reluctance or hesitation during the manipulation process. The manueverability factor is very user friendly.
In retrospect, having a mousepad on my tabletop - the look of said mousepad on my tabletop - was like having a bedspread with Bugs Bunny and Woody the Woodpecker portrayed on it. It's not that bad. But something like that is geared more for children. For an adult, I now deem the mousepad a tad dorky, borderline tacky. My computer table, minus mousepad, now looks cleaner, sleeker, more streamlined like a jet airplane.
Not having a mousepad gives me more freedom.
I no longer have to waste time going to the store to buy a new one every 6-8 months. Nor do I have to waste time ordering one online. Freedom is my religion. I like not wasting time. I like having more time to practice my religion the way I want to practice freedom as opposed to having it dictated to me by circumstance. I once met a hot woman while shopping for a mousepad. There are many other ways for a man to meet a woman. Such is the glory that freedom brings to man.
I'll never go back to using a mousepad. To do so would be ridiculous. Life is too short to spend time in a state of ridicule. To do so would be a sin against my religion.