After a long weekend with family visitors pushing the household to 7,
I woke early this morning to get everyone on their way
out of the house for the day.
Which leaves me.
Just little ol' me.
All by myself.
For a whole 7 hours.
What should I do with this blessed "me" time?
I am feeling pretty chipper this morning
(2 coffees before 9am can do that to a person)
and am thinking that a
Tom-Cruise-Risky-Business moment is in order.
No, not the moment where he invites a prostitute back to his house.
I mean the one where he dances around the house in his underwear.
So I am off to crank up my daggy ipod playlist
and sing and dance to my heart's content.
Hope you have the time for a Risky Business moment today.