Since I'm home alone, I take the opportunity to make a snack(which is normal), and while the microwave is melting cheese over my chips, I'm singing, dancing, jumping on furniture and then I make my way down the hallway to the back bathroom. I have no idea why, other than that was normally the bathroom I used and shared with my dad. As I pop open my parents bedroom door to head towards the master bathroom, I find my dad in bed, clearly confused about all of the noise I was making.
I came to find out he was home sick that day, which basically never happened, and he made sure to give me a hard time later for making so much noise!