Me, I like to drink a beer or a glass of vino, kick my feet up on the solid compressed plastic alloy IKEA coffee table in the living room, and watch a couple few episodes of ‘House Hunters’ on Youtube. Sometimes in 9 minute segment chunks at a time, because, you know, Youtube.
I’ve asked these guys to sommelier my personal happy hour like, several times, but nobody every gets back to me.
I also like to bust out the occasional Crossfit home-adapted workout, or go a couple rounds with Jillian Michaels on my 2-year-old’s sweet 7 inch portable DVD player. With cans of cannolini beans in lieu of actual weights. I vastly prefer Crossfit at this point, both because it is so much quicker and because I am so much more sore the next day. Which tells me that it’s either the most effective 9 minute workout in the world, or I am in a lot worse shape than I like to think.
If the night is particularly young and the young are all abed, I might also sneak out on the balcony with a bottle of highly toxic Italian nail polish remover and my bag o’ colors. I would say at this juncture in my very busy and important life, I can still make time for the important things, like changing the color of my nail stubs on a weekly basis.