One goal for this break is to work on my sleep debt. I managed about 25 hours over the past two nights. Which leads to my new rule:
After 15 hours of sleep, everything seems better.
After 25 hours of sleep, everything seems GREAT.
No, really, even picking up dog poop this morning seemed like not a bad chore. I was breathing! outside! the sun was shining!
[Don't worry, cynicism and complaints will return soon enough. ]