I'm actually alone in my house right now.
This never happens.
This evening, I took my kids to my MIL's so I could go help make cheesecakes at my church for our mission project to the Congo (we'll sell them at the Corn and Apple Festival this weekend.) And we were done at 8:15, but Cameron was at the farm, so he said he'd bring the kids home. I totally didn't expect to be done so early, so I actually feel a little guilty for not going to pick up my kids, but I really didn't want to waste gas driving out there.
And okay, I'll admit it, a little alone time is quite nice.
So I guess I'll just enjoy it while it lasts.