No, not me, don't worry.
I'm just realizing how sad I'm feeling that the last days of my dream job are finally upon me. The last update from my team of our database product is a week away, and then it's over. I'm busily editing records today, and trying not to burst into tears.
I look ahead, and I see some good things coming down the road. I'm going to be learning Sharepoint to some degree, and will be involved in the development of a "knowledge portal" (whatever the hell that really means). But overall the picture is pretty grim. What I know about my day-to-day tasks makes me flinch in anticipatory boredom.
I keep thinking whether I really want to spend half of each of my weekdays doing this job. It has a lot of advantages on the benefits side: I'm working part-time and making a full-time salary, my schedule is almost infinitely flexible, and I've got one of the last pensions on the planet. But it's still half my life going to, being bored by, and coming home from a job I no longer love.
I know the answer: start looking for a better job. And I have been, halfheartedly. And I'll continue to.
But right now, I'm just mourning. Again.