My vacation from meaningful employment is almost over; it's just about time to return to selling my labor for wages.

I turned in my two-week notice at my former employer back on December 4; between the 4th and the 18th, I came to work and left as I pleased (what were they going to do, fire me?). And since the 18th, I've had no office at which to even show up late. My biorhythms have now gone nocturnal (up all night and sleep in late), my dress has gone from casual to downright shabby, and my work ethic has gone right out the window.

Monday I re-enter polite society - rise and shine, shower and shave, grab a cappuccino, and go battle commuter traffic. Back to the rat race (but hopefully with less rats).

Wish me luck.