Sarah, The Bringer of Tea

As a sci-fi geek I started compiling a list of the times I was alone in the house, my reasoning being that when I grew up and we all had time machines I would travel back in time and pass the list on to my younger self so that I could happily cross-dress while home alone and not have to keep a weather eye out the window for unexpected parental returnage. I think I kept this up for about eight months before realising that causing a temporal paradox that might destroy the universe for the sake of feeling happy was perhaps a mite too high a price to pay.