One Hour

This evening I had an unexpected hour alone at home. Travis ran an errand and what started out as one girl going with him turned in to three because the other two were afraid that they would miss out if they were left at home. :) So, there I was. Home. Alone.

I can't remember the last time that I was by myself in the house. Seriously. I'm sure it's happened before, but it's probably been at least since N2 was born ... so three years ago? Wow. And, because I know you are all dying to know. This is what I did as soon as the car pulled out of the driveway:

• checked my email.
• picked up all the toys in our big family room. All of them.
• did a little birthday surfing on Amazon.com for one soon-to-be-2-year-old, without little faces looking at the toys with me.
• vacuumed the big family room without the aforementioned toys on the floor.
• threw away a few things that the girls will never ever miss.
• took a shower with very hot water.

How's that? I'm sure if I had known the hour was coming up, I probably would have made better use of my time, or actually planned on just sitting in my chair with a cup of coffee (or a diet coke that no one would be asking for sips from) and reading, but I did the best I could with what I had. What do you do when you are home alone? Or, are you like me and it's a complete rarity? :)