I usually borrow audio books from my local library and listen to them while I'm sewing. Last Saturday I'd found an old tape of late 60's music hits and thought it would make a change to listen to that, WRONG, I was a teenager at that time and the memories came rushing back as I was sewing. One moment my head was nodding in time to the beat, then my shoulders and upper body, then the next thing was I stopped sewing altogether and stood up to start dancing around my sewing room. I felt quite breathless by the the time I finished but it was one good party I had. Luckily, I was home alone at the time, so just remember, this is our secret, ok.