Today I shall stop moping. No more sleeping in, nodding off, drifting aimlessly round the apartment, consumed with ennui; no more watching bland films I've seen before and grinding my teeth at commercial breaks that I know are part of the deal, doing endless sudoku puzzles, losing endless Spider Solitaire games, ignoring housework, postponing workwork, fretting about stuff I should be doing (but not doing it), and generally being a complete bore.
Back to work on Sunday (since Sunday is the new Saturday, or - if you don't live here and have no idea what I'm talking about - the new Monday, because our weekend is changing from Thursday and Friday to Friday and Saturday - got it?). Back to the bells, timetables and structure I had had enough of in June, but now crave. Back to people - colleagues and kids - I haven't seen for weeks. Back to projects and deadlines, and all that stuff that gives focus and momentum to my life here. Thank you, that will do me.