Upon coming home from work, I:

1) Remove butt pack which holds my checkbooks, wallet, PDA, keys, watch and mp3 player; it gets hung beside the door on a suitable piece of furniture.
2) Put cell phone(s) on charger(s).
3) Remove shoes and socks. I *hate* shoes and socks.
4) Change into appropriate lower-part-of-the-body-wear, depending on season. Usually shorts, except in the darkest, coldest part of the winter.
5) Pay quick attention to frantically posturing dog who wants to jump in my lap and lick my face.
6) Go into computer room and find wife, and posture frantically and lick her face.
7) Either start or participate in already started dinner.
8) Eat completed meal.
9) If Monday, I go to recording session.
10) If Tuesday, I either have a band practice or a committee meeting for Pagan Festival planning.
11) If Wednesday, go play dartss (eating out is a habit on this night)
12) Thursdays, I might just do nothing. Probably not, but maybe.
13) If Friday, take wife and do something fun, hopefully.

I have a very full life.

Well, I'm not working at the moment, although running the gamet of doctor's visitis and testing I've been doing lately feels like work. When I get back from one of these sessions, I put on comfortable clothes (I always try to look nice for the Doc's, don't ask me why); I'll usually go out and water and take care of my flowers, feed my cat and brush him, and just generally decompress in my own safe habour. Usually I'll go play a game on my computer or check in on what's happening on the cellar (I'm amazed that so many people are able to visit here during work - when I worked, I never would have had that luxury).

Marichiko--ALWAYS look nice for the docotor. We are NOT supposed to judge, but, alas, we do. *she said, speaking as a nurse and NOT a doctor* If you look like a grit you may very well be treated like a grit. (ie-not v. nicely) although, if you found yourself at wolf's nut hospital I am sure she would be very nice and understanding. She is very sweet whereas I am very burnt.

Off, damn shoes! Ahhhhhh. :joylove:

1. Pet dogs.
2. Visit the bathroom (the office restrooms are just nastay, and I would rather not risk tropical diseases)
3. Pet dogs (they seem to like to visit you in there)
4. Say hello to Mother and Grandmother (getting an update on the days medical statuses....statusi?...how they're doing dangit)
5. Remove restrictive clothing....bra, pantyhose, shoes....
6. Don yoga wear
7. 30 minutes of 'decompressing' with pilates workout (which I've been replacing lately with the pack-everything-you-own-into-cardboard-boxes workout)
8. Dinner - Which has been lovingly nuked for me. (They eat earlier, i'm not home until nearly 7ish most evenings)

I walk in the door and yell at Rho, "Where is my dinner, nigger?!"

:eek:

i've got a feeling she would slap the shit right outta you

after night shift:
1) put food in oven
2) take off work clothes, put on t-shirt and shorts
3) take hair OUT of ponytail
4) eat and read a magazine
5) get in bed and call the dog in (he sleeps under the covers)
6) watch tv with my husband
7)sleep!!!

after day shift:
steps 1,2,3,4,
5) set alarms for 2 hours later
6) call dog
7) sleep!!!

Do you read the magazine BEFORE you eat it?

:D On a good day ,
carry my lunch cooler in , set it down
Pet Oliver ( our dog )
go check the mail box , while Ollie remarks the whole world
take off my work boots
go visit the reading roon and read the paper ( we live in a small town so its a small paper )
change into some comfy clothes
check any phone messages
then take a nap if i can

:mad2: On bad days ,
all of the above exept the nap
on bad days i go grab something to shoot with and ammo , go to the shed , grab some old broke piece of obselete scale equipment , place it on a stump in the woods and shoot holes in it till i feel beter , pick up the holey parts to add to the scrap pile

:greenface :dead: On REALY crappy days as i gat home at 3-4 am , I strip at the back door so I don't spread any filth ( rotten grain , chemicals , grease and grime ) around the house , shower , eat , and comsume MASS quantitys of booze untill i wind down and can sleep , My wife calles my boss in the morning to says "Chris is sleeping in he didn't get home untill 3-4 am " . My boss already knows because well i just like to spread the misery :D :D
Got to give him a status report , don't ya know !!!! :D :D

- Lock door, roll rock up against it, reset traps.
- Remove shoes
- Look at mail, ignoring anything that seems to be a bill
- Shred anything that seems to be an offer for something that will generate additional bills.
- Go to bedroom. Turn on computer
- Wash hands thoroghly. Pee. Wash again.
- Read and respond to email.
- Read lesser BBS's
- Read Cellar.
- Chat with other people who are up all night.
- Climb into bed to watch DVD, hopefully remembering to set sleep timer for TV.

Morning ritual (usually around 11am) starts with "turn on computer" above.

That's his diet plan, no dinner AND the shit slapped out of him. :haha:

The first 7:

1. Put bike away. Hang up helmet.
2. Open door while hopping, run quickly to bathroom and pee. (I've decided this is just a trained impulse triggered by the jingle of my keys in the lock.)
3. Throw bag on floor.
4. Put keys down on some surface that I will not recall at 8:30 the next morning.
5. Remove shoes and sox, if any (this is quite a common one, eh?)
6. Grab a beverage/ snack.
7. If its like today, go putz in the yard till dark.


(I'm horrible about remembering to get the mail and check phone messages. If the Mr. is not around, I sometimes go for days.)

i sit on the front steps, crack open a beer and have a smoke. that's my zen time.

During the week : Eating, restart working (learning), do some sports, watch a film, or internet, go see some folks next door, movies.
Friday : Coming home, check mail, do some shopping, start cleaning, fall asleep while watching TV at 10 pm...