Home Alone

I'm home alone, the house is clean, the clothes are folded but it's too windy outside to do anything. Why does it always work that way? If I don't have time it's beautiful, but if it's crappy I'm free. The kids didn't have school today and they spent last night with their grandparents. It was so nice to sleep in. Of course I go back to sleep after they leave for school, what can I say, I'm not a morning person.