Back To The - Ouch! - Drawing Board or The End Of The Road

Apparently the last of the layoffs happened today, and given that I didn't get a phone call to tell me otherwise and the fact that I'm still receiving work-related e-mail, it seems that now that my vacation is over I do still have a job to return to come tomorrow morning.
I can't tell you how ecstatic I am about that.
Okay, yes, I am glad that I didn't get the axe, but still, this past period of idle leisure, while less than exciting, has definitely had an appeal that makes the thought of returning to a regular work schedule - even a three day schedule like mine - less than appealing.
And of course as is pretty much always the case, I feel a bit of regret when I consider how little I accomplished with the time off. It just seems like I should have done something more with the time than simply pass it.
Of course, the obvious question is, "Like what?"
What is it, exactly, that I think I should have accomplished? Should I have drawn some more pictures? Maybe, but the searing agony that accompanined trying made that a near-impossibility.
Should I have done some writing? Again, maybe. While the pain isn't as severe when engaging in that activity, typing still isn't exactly a walk in the park.
For that matter, maybe I should have taken a walk in the park or gone on some sort of trip, but that just wasn't going to happen, and knowing that it wouldn't I don't regret not doing it.
Still, the lack of creative output is troublesome, until I really think about it and am honest with myself and ask, "What difference would it have made if I had accomplished more?"
To be honest, I wouldn't have actually accomplished anything even if I had "accomplished" more with my time. So I didn't crank out a couple more pictures for a handful of people to look at and forget about as soon as they navigate away to some more interesting page on the Web. What's the actual problem?
And as for writing...it's not even worth going there right now.
Still, despite the futility - and the pain - I did try to do some drawing today, but doing so quickly led me to put on a wrist brace, followed by a cold compress, neither of which did much to lessen the pain (or to improve my dexterity). Still, I managed to work through the pain, but soon discovered that the picture was pissing me off anyway, as I looked at the screen and said to myself, "Pick a style, jackass."
So that was the end of that.
Beyond the painfully frustrating atttempt at drawing and talking to my mother, I didn't do much with my last day off other than making a quick trip into the world to pick up some snacks for work and doing my laundry.
In any case, that brings my vacation - and this entry - to an end.