Post-vacation return to reality

Despite wanting to go to sleep and never wake up yesterday, I was feeling loads better by the time we arrived home at 9pm and even better when I got up this morning.
I arrived at work with a silly amount to be done. Aware of my previous day o’ misery, Boss #1, the one who regularly professes his love to me in an incredibly grateful and platonic as opposed to sleazy-cuz-he-could-be-my-dad kind of way, patted my shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, just do what you can.” Whereas Boss #2, while still friendly as usual, I think didn’t even know I had been away for a week.