I stayed up way too late to watch the launch, and then stayed watching the live coverage for some time afterwards (some of this time with Tony and Charles animatedly chatting about space exploration until I threw them out so I could try to sleep).
There are PEOPLE on their way to the MOON for the first time in my lifetime. (Last crewed mission was Apollo 17 in December 1972.) And I can watch the live stream of the mission whenever I want, which is pretty amazing.
As I go through the next ten days (work, gym, movie date, hockey, maybe watch the boat races, hockey, work, gym, etc) a little bit of me is going to be thinking there are people going around the Moon, and probably running that live stream whenever I reasonably can.
(There has already been way more discussion of the toilet than one might expect; I am remembering the iconic loo-fixing scene in Mary Robinette Kowal's The Fated Sky, and maybe rereading those books is a good shout at this point in time.)