I am so glad I allowed one day of recovery after my vacation. The first day was mostly driving (and getting lost). The next three days were spent sun-up to sun-down at an amusement park. The last day was more driving. I couldn't stand any more vacation. I was so happy to get home and sleep in my own bed with my own husband. (That doesn't sound quite right.) Having meals at normal times with food I usually eat. The next day I mostly napped and did laundry and started worrying about what I would face at work the next day.