What's the first thing you do after getting home from work?
 

I was just wondering because well, when I was working the first thing I did was take my bra off coz it bothered me. Then I put my hair into a ponytail unless it already was in a ponytail. It felt like I was shedding the entire day to do those two things--like, ahhhh--now I can relax .
Does anyone else have a "now I'm home" ritual?

When the schoolday's over I go to soccer/basketball/whatever practice. When I get home I usually go online chat or make plans for later, or change into my baithing suit and hop in my hot tub.

Take my shoes and socks off. I hate wearing shoes. Though 99% of the time I'm wearing sandals to help counteract this suffering.

When I get home, I hug and kiss my wife and kids, and go change into shorts and a t-shirt in the summer, or jeans, slippers, a t-shirt, and a sweatshirt in the winter. By then, my wife has finished up making dinner (she rocks!) so we all sit down to eat.

Sometimes in the summer, I stand in front of the fan in our room while I'm changing, to cool off from the long hot walk home from the Metro in the humid D.C. area. That's in addition to the air conditioning.

The first thing I do after work is go to the gym. Then I catch a bite to eat. I eat out all the time because I am alone. Then I go home, take a shower, and usually either pop in a video from netflix, or read a book. Of course all this will change when my wife gets her visa and comes to America.

Check my email then I go for a run (if I am not to lazy that day)

I work at home. The transition from work to home usually involves alt-tab.

The first thing I do when I get home, is answer my phone, because one of my contractors is telling me he needs to show me something on site.

An hour later, I get home again, this time dusted in dirt and/or sewage from the site. I open my car door, get out, and as I'm closing it, I whang my knee. I limp, almost tripping over a pumpkin vine i've named Napoleon because it's killing everything else in my yard, and I silently wish Godspeed to my cayenne peppers, which have been getting rained out lately, and have been valiantly fighting off the pumpkin armada.

As I approach the front door, I repeatedly pray that the dog hasn't pinched one out because of my detour earlier, and I open the door and stand aside.

Immediately a flying dog launches through the air, and lands on the grass in a squatted position. I turn away, as I respect the dog's dignity, and it saunters back into the house, wondering who owns who as I stoop and scoop.

Into the house, and I make a traditional French omelette (10 steps!!) with chives from outside. I do this, because all I can really afford for the next 2 weeks is eggs and campbell's soup.

What follows is usually blurred by alcohol.

Carbonated Brains--#1) why are there 10 steps in a French omelette and #2) eggs and campbell's soup is OK as long as you've got internet service, right?

See--I hijack even my OWN thread... :)

i work from home so i switch off my work computer, look at all of the things i should have done today, then i walk into the bedroom put on my swimsuit and join my wife and son in the pool. a little bit later i fire up the grill, throw a slab of something sweet on it and enjoy the evening.

I want that life. Except a husband instead of a wife...for various reasons. Of course, thinking it over, an extra wife around might be nice...I could foist all the cooking/cleaning on to her...not that I would! :angel:

French Omelette:

1) Warm the eggs to room temperature in hot water for 5 minutes.
2) Season the eggs with a bit of fine grained salt.
3) Beat the eggs with a fork, in a small bowl.
4) Pre-heat the pan, empty, to let the metal expand and close any tiny scratches or cracks in the finish. Butter the pan with a basting brush.
5) Pour eggs into middle of pan, and then stir vigorously for 5 seconds with a spatula.
6) When eggs are clotted, lift and swirl the pan so the liquid, top part of the omelette pours off the egg and onto the outskirts of the pan.
7) Do absolutely nothing for ten seconds.
8) Jiggle the pan to loosen the omelette, so it will slide off.
9) Using an underhand frying pan grip, fold the omelette 1/3 over using a spatula, and then slowly slide onto a plate, further folding it as you do so, to create a perfect enveloped omelette.
10) Slather on a bit of butter, and dump on your herbs.

I want a whole lotta cellarites to cook for me...it may be my new dream...

Before, or after I take that cooking class in Tuscany?

How 'bout WHILE you take that cooking class in Tuscany? Can I come with??? ;)

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...