It's exactly 10:00 am on a Saturday morning and I am home alone.
"Home alone." That's such an odd phrase. Odd because it's such a rarity. I cannot even remember the last time I was home alone. Probably sometime more than 16 months ago! Ok, maybe not that long. Wes does take Tucker to the store with him occasionally and on other errands, but with the way our schedules are, it's very rare that I am home and Tucker is not here with me.
This morning Daddy took Tucker to play basketball at one of the high schools in town with some of our other Daddy friends and their sons. (Special thanks to the Gaither's for the father-son opportunity!)
So, what does one do when you are home alone? I've already worked out this morning (remember my boot camp?), not that I would choose to do that during my home-alone time.
I'm definitely not cleaning, though with the exception of some scattered toys, the house is in pretty good shape anyway.
I could take a nap, but I've never been a 45 minute napper. I need at least a good 3 hours!
We have a birthday party later this afternoon, I could start getting ready for that, but it's still early and I wouldn't want to taint my always-makes-a-fashionably-late-entrance reputation. After all, it's me taken years to perfect that reputation!
I think I'll catch up on some of my blog reading. Things have been a little crazy and I'm way behind.
What do you do when you have those precious few minutes to yourself? Obviously this mama needs some suggestions ;)