Stumble out of bed around 8am. Walk gingerly down the stairs into the office and flick the PC on. Grab hounds and potter round the woods to wake up. Get back and have leisurely breakfast in the downstairs office whilst catching up on PPRuNe. Think about doing some work - do so.
This cycles on and off all day until about 5pm when I pack up and take the mutts out for their main walk of the day. This schedule can vary depending on how nice the weather is and whether the Visa can withstand another hammering - if both are on form, then I usually persuade myself that there is a particular aspect of flying that I need to improve on.
Other than that, just listen to Mrs.Sennadog moaning about commuting into the smoke when she gets in whilst I chill out with a nice drop of vino.
Tough life, huh.
Editted coz I forgot to mention that I've had a shower at the start of the day.