I must be dreaming. A Diet Coke with lime, a new sewing machine and a babysitter for the next 2.5 hours.
Speaking of dreaming, last night one of my girls woke up crying at around 4am. She fell right back asleep, but I could not. So I got out my Itty Bitty Book Light and a book and started reading. This morning, my husband told me that he just assumed that I was reading my new sewing machine manual. I am very excited about it, but not that excited.