I'm back from vacation.
It's a terrible feeling - going back to work, after a magical week of no schedule, sleeping in, beach, sun, vacation food, and FUN. Just plain, old-fashioned FUN.
Now, it's back to the grind. Getting up early, putting on work clothes, going to the gym, eating sensibly. BLAH.
Why is it so depressing? It's like going back to school, only you don't get to see all your friends again and get new school supplies, but rather inherit a huge pile of emails and laundry.