Solo Date Night

I live in a house full of continuous action and various sounds:

• Sporting events are ALWAYS on TV....
• Juice and her BFF face-timing because they didnt get enough of each others presence during the seven (7) hours of school.  Thankfully, I am not a canine:  teenage girls' screams are like dog whistles.
• Washing machine - which in constantly off balance causing mini-quakes in the house (which I semi-enjoy)
• The Boo and Juice prioritizating the viewing order of re-runs: How I Met Your Mother 
• The creatures (aka felines) chasing each other around the house because one is in heat and the other is just pissed at life itself.
• Dubstep playing out of my Bose speakers and a fantastic sub-woofer that knows whats up.
• Exploding beer from The Boo's latest brewing session...that was fun 

Tonight, I get to walk into empty, quiet house.  No one will be home.  Sounds of silence will welcome me.  I am super excited.  I am going to have a date night with the self.  My agenda:

• Put on an oversized tee and my most comfy pants which happens to be the least attractive pair on earth
• Throw my hair up in a bun on top of my head....correlating with the unflattering outfit
• Grab Apple Jacks or as I refer to it as:  the Green Box of Love.  I will most likely eat the entire box in bed (I am serious)
• Listen to my new Mellow mix and begin a new book 

The biggest decision I will have to make is:  1) which book to read 2) should I charge the dust buster in order to suck up the Apple Jack evidence left in bed

I'm heading home to begin my date in 5...4...3....2....1