In praise of routine

I probably sound crazy saying this, but I love the daily grind, what others may call "mundane" routine. For me, it goes like this everyday
- get dressed
- battle traffic to work listening to Ramarajan hits
- make a big pot of coffee
- spend the whole morning tapping away at my comp (God knows what i do!)
- eat a toasted cheese and pickles sandwich from subway for lunch
- make some smartass comments in afternoon meetings
- strategically look very busy from 5:00 to 5:45
- drive back home listening to Fanaa in full volume
- Watch 2 episodes of Friends and 2 episodes of Sex and the city
- Eat maggi noodles and ketchup
- Watch the jay leno show and fall asleep

When the holidays start, i really feel lost. I guess its because work is really the only thing I have in this country thousands of miles away from home. When the work week starts, the five days of the week just fly and its friday before i know it. On a holiday, i can only wake up so late, and there are only so many loads of laundry that need to be done. Even if i make the most elaborate lunch, its all done by 12:00. After an afternoon nap and a cup of tea at 4:00, the entire evening suddenly looms ahead in front of me. What do I do?