This weekend I worked on 10 different NYC apartments. I am tuckered out and needing some relaxation. So I am taking the day off and spending it with a gal pal at Spa Castle, a 5-floor building in Queens devoted to all things chill. Between the pool bar and saunas lined with gold, I think I could get used to this place--even if they do make you wear horribly unattractive uniforms.