It's been a long day. Oquirrh doesn't mind driving full time, so long as she can look forward to a hot shower when she gets home. Today, she needs it. Exiting the airlock, she yawns and stretches but doesn't manage to relax her shoulders. Definitely time for a shower. She eases off her helmet with a sigh. It goes in the top middle cubby, her keys on a hook above them. There.

Shower next, then bed.