OK, so I tried being on vacation for one day, and it sucked bullets. I got myself depressed. If I do this for a week, I’ll have to be medicated. I was so down I couldn’t even find energy to put on a bra when I went to pick Klara up at school.
I’m ending the vacation and returning to work. I’m planning to do a writing marathon tomorrow to get me out of this funk.
I now understand why my retired friend is down in the dumps.