It's bad to the point where I'm not working at all on my master and wasting my time gaming or doing other stuff. My supervisors don't know that I'm not working at all on the project, but they know about my anxiety and my slow pace.
Now that I'm retired, we go to church (early service -- get in, get out, no fuss, no muss), but after that, I'm too pooped to stand in line somewhere. So we go home. I'm satisfied with a simple bowl of cereal.