Whoops - Failed

We have been discussing recently that when I start a project, I tend to BLOW past the point at which I should stop, in order to finish the project or get to a point where I won't have nightmares about not getting it finished...
I have been doing well, overall. I write lists of what exactly needs to get finished, and I have been consciously stopping before the point where I get really ill.
Until yesterday.

Yesterday I was working on music - I was organizing my binders, re-writing songs that are difficult to see now, and learning some brand new songs.
I didn't stop when I should have.

There's a pretty telling point, while I am out for dinner or doing dishes or cooking, when my body lets me know that it's about time to stop and head on to bed. To go rest. To STOP before it begins to retaliate and remind me every single second that I should have listened and stopped when it told me to.
It's like that nagging voice:
"Well if you had just stopped when I told you to, this wouldn't be happening. You wouldn't be in so much pain and feel so ill!"

Part of the issue is stubbornness. Total, unapologetic, prideful, stubbornness. I am clinging to a previous life when I could do anything I wanted, when I could work on papers and projects and go out late into the night, sleep a couple of hours, and feel energetic enough to do it all again the next day. This wasn't a time when I was healthy, just a bit less sick. When my Crohn's Disease was awful but other illnesses hadn't shown up yet. When fatigue was only an issue for about a week every couple of months when my body crashed.

Now it is daily. I never feel quite awake. Now emptying the dishwasher might be the only thing I am able to do in a day without causing a crash.

So working on music for as long as I did yesterday, it's no real wonder that my pain is 9/10 everywhere and that my body is completely retaliating. I know I have no right to complain, because my body DID tell me to stop...
I have this weekend to rest and crash, luckily. I have time to recuperate. From learning new music.
I think it bothers me more about how ridiculous it is. I had a ton of fun yesterday playing old songs I hadn't done in a while and learning new popular music, but all of that screwed me for today.
Good thing I love music and still think it is worth this horrendous crash.