Don't even think about going along with that unhelpful inner dialogue which is now saying 'leave the decision until the New Year'. This is the very same voice which said 'enjoy your vacation then act in September".
Like a hungry predator sensing blood, the 'to-list' will always exhaust and out-run you, leaving you defeated and cowering behind a screen of e-mail, dreading another day.
There is another way: work from a 3 by 5 card which highlights your vital few, high-payoff activities. Ignore the trivial many. You can't do it all: the predator is lurking, ready to pounce on the fatal human weakness; trying to do it all and being addicted to the unprotected and swampy by-ways of irrelevant minutiae.
Lost. Battered. Bruised. Craving mental and physical nutrition, not just fuel. Daring to stretch from a squashed, compressed, ever-seated position. Trying to break free from a deep, digital-overload induced trance. Longing for supportive community rather than kick-off cult. Sipping from a never ending cup of coffee. Scanning the new missive from HR on a beautifully produced PDF using entirely content free language. Seeking to rip off that ever-dangling badge and shout from a hillside: "I Am A Free Wo/Man".