I could feel it coming for a few days, but I had a bat mitzvah to celebrate, and a big list of things on my 'to do' list, and I hoped that if I got an early night or two, that would be enough to turn it around.
So I carried on until Tuesday - and Wednesday, I was so mentally exhausted when I woke up, I almost couldn't move. I couldn't cook. I couldn't shop. Nothing. All I could do was sit on a couch and read a bit, and even the reading was pretty taxing.
That state of utter exhaustion has happened to me before, and in the past it's taken weeks and even months to really recover from it.
This time, I realized that if I didn't slam on all the brakes ASAP, I was staring another bout of chronic, long-term exhaustion in the face. So I told my husband: "I can't cook! I can't shlep another kid to another bat mitzvah party! I can barely move! I just have to sit still, and recuperate."
God helped me out by arranging for the gas company to remove my gas meter (by mistake, apparently) so my oven anyway wasn't working, even if I wanted it to.
Ironically, I didn't even have enough energy to do my usual energy exercises, or to make my usual healthy smoothies, so on Wednesday I ate a big bar of chocolate for lunch.
Before I went to sleep, I dabbed a load of aromatherapy on, I stuck a bunch of strength-inducing seeds on my palm, and I had a very early night.
Thursday, I felt a bit better for the first half an hour, but then I started to feel incredibly weak again, like I was going to fall over. I took it really easy and ate a lot of salad, which helped a bit. But by evening, I was still feeling pretty rotten.
Physically, I was actually OK, but mentally I was completely wasted and beyond burned-out.
I was starting to worry, when God sent me a brainwave: nip off to the tomb of King David, and spend a bit of time there.
One of the amazing things about where I currently live is that King David's tomb is a 20 minute walk away. My husband came with me, and I took lots of breaks on the way to sit down and gather my strength for the next 5 minute walk - and finally, I got there.
I sat down - and it hit me like a wave how spiritually depleted I felt. Like I was completely washed out, and washed up. I sat there for 20 minutes, and what can I tell you?
I came out feeling a whole lot better.
I walked home with no rest-stops; I had another early night; and the next day, I woke up feeling almost back to normal.
With all my healthy eating, and energy exercising, and hitbodeding, God reminded me yet again that maintaining a strong connection to our tzadikim, both alive and dead, is what's really keeping me going.
We live in very tiring times. I've lost track of the number of people who've told me recently that they feel like time is speeding up. The truth is, that it is - and 2015 is a very exhausting place to be.
So if you're also cracking under the strain, clear your desk, cancel all appointments, order in pizza for supper and head off to King David, (or your nearest big tzadik) for an immediate pick-me-up.
It's cheaper than a spa (unless you have to fly in from somewhere), it's faster than a face-life, and from personal experience, I can tell you that it really will rejewvenate you.