Today is all about meetings. Tomorrow is teaching. Why does this make me feel tired? Maybe because it's the last teaching week of term for my wonderful Wednesday students. We've all been enjoying ourselves so very much that we forgot and I so don't want to break the news to them.
We're going to have an excursion, I think. Maybe do some people-watching to finish the term on a people note. Would thinking be a good excuse for doing not-nearly-enough tonight?
Update: I think I'm going to introduce my students to
Chaucer.
'Nother update: Fatigue has a straightforward explanation. I checked the Bureau of Meteorology's website and we have lots of weather warnings. I really should market the weather sensitivity. Instead, though, I might take the appropriate medication.