An Hour of Quiet

Tiny Boy is, I believe, asleep.

LG is watching Harry Potter at a friend's house and not expected back until 8:00 (which is her bedtime).

Laundry is laundrying. 

So I have an hour (well, about 50 minutes now) to MYSELF.

I could clean.
I could read.
I could watch TV.
I could make oatmeal cookies.
I could practice wet-into-wet for my watercolor class.

Hmmm.  I think I'll split the difference.  But start with the mess in the kitchen...