Time is so elusive. The only thing that can fix its fleetingness is habit and ritual. I had a break from my day job and it messed up my routine. I did have pretty ambitious undertakings though. With limited time I had planned to be done with the first draft by mid May. February to May, I don't even know how to quantify this, is this fast? I really don't know. I think it's pretty fast.
The vacation was fun, family is fun, perhaps being away from writing was what I needed. I just sat and spat out quite a bit in the last hour and twenty minutes. Time, there is so much of it but it's never enough.