I knew I was too tired on Monday night. I was having a hard time keeping focus teaching the beginning lesson and the little stresses were getting me. I knew I was too tired on Tuesday. I felt like I could nod off at dinner. I couldn't get excited about dancing in the show at Stanford. Yesterday I had a farewell luncheon for a coworker and I decided to take one of the sunnier spots at the table because I was cold. I put sunblock on and stayed mostly out of the sun, save for my back, which was under my dress, so no biggie right? By the time I was headed home, I was too tired for shopping. Trader Joe's seemed difficult, and I gave up and headed home with only a small percentage of my intended groceries. Heading home, I felt drowsy enough that the ten minute drive seemed far. Dancing Irish Sets at the Britannia Arms was right out. A quick grilled cheese and tomato soup dinner was made and a few minutes on the couch before heading to take a shower. I was sunburned on all the parts that were in the sun but covered by clothing, because apparently an hour in the sun fully dressed is too much for me. Yeesh. Well, anyway, to bed early, and a good night's rest, and I'm not feeling that same level of core tiredness this morning. This is good. Early to bed should be repeated tonight.