That's about all I've done consistently all day: yawn. I am happy that the Muse is back and ready to work but he's not just back, he's in full swing manic mode. I was rather proud of myself for going to bed at 11pm last night, a reasonable, and unusually hour for me. A few hours later I sit bolt upright out of a deep sleep, completely wide awake, with a scene for Reckless Liaisons bouncing around in my head. I tried for a while to get back to sleep, but to no avail, and at 1am I was sitting in my bed typing furiously on the laptop, until finally I said aloud, "Enough! I need to sleep!"
At about 4am, the Muse finally cut me some slack and let me go to bed.
So yes, yawn it certainly is.