As an MS person, I'm supposed to be obeying the law, which is something like "Thou shalt not exhaust thyself". I gave up on "thou shalt not take hot showers" a long time ago, but I do make an effort to take hold of the reins and not do ten thousand things all on one day the way I used to do pre-MS.
So, what did I do last week? Coded for 3 12-or-14-hour days, continued strength training, went for walks, sewed a pair of pants, went Tango dancing, had 2 string quartet rehearsals, taught violin lessons, played in church, cleaned my apartment, wrote 'cello parts for 5 fiddle tunes for NESI this summer, cooked, etc. Yikes. When my face fell asleep on Friday night after my last lesson, I immediately freaked out and put myself to bed. And realized that once I'm utterly exhausted it's extremely hard to get to sleep. Argh. I had to drug myself (or perhaps "herb myself" is more appropriate).
My mantra this week, in preparation for a trip to San Francisco, is "don't be dumb. give your body a break already." Ahem.
Life is rough when you love to work and your body loves to rest. Phooey.