Took the day off work again. Realized my emotional equilibrium wasn't yet met. Decided to channel "rich divorcee looking for something meaningful yet fun to do with her time, with plenty of opportunity for self-care" to get myself in the right frame of mind for looking for other work (have been applying myself more assiduously recently to that end).
Went to the gym to try a belly dancing class I'd had my eye on. Cancelled. Shrugged and said, "Oh well, I'll just go ride my horse a litle sooner than I'd intended."
Excellent. That's the kind of thing a rich divorcee with no real worries would say to herself. Ssshhh. No one else has to know anything differently about me. Especially not myself.