Wow, I really still am feeling energy-zoinked... from Covid, I guess? I've felt so weak while running, and this morning, I had to get up a little earlier than my normal time for a meeting. I feel completely exhausted from it, even though it was really just slightly earlier and I'm not usually a baby who can't get up. The mountains were pretty though. It was still dark in town, but I could see the red light of the sunrise hitting the peaks to the west, up by Elliot's knob and the fire tower. I should go up there again sometime. It's a hard hike and I'm increasingly a little put off by heights, but I guess I don't have to actually climb the fire tower to see the view. 

It's turned out to be a warm day by the standard of the last few cold ones. I'm drinking nettle tea, which is too hot and pleasantly bitter, and thinking about the Lancelot legend about nettles. Tonight, I'll go have a fire at Ali's and let the dogs play around. I've come to so love that little weirdo Bean as he's grown into his personality. He's the strangest dog - actually, a goblin, not a dog, but that makes him appealing to me. He's bigger than Sven now and growing out into a huge beast, but all he wants to do is play and then try to cuddle with Sven, which Sven hates. 

Then I guess I'm going to try to make a kale Caesar salad for dinner? I am looking at my meal list and feeling a bit uninspired. Chicken lo mein sounds good, but I made tuna with soba noodles last night and I don't know how many noodles a girl needs to eat in a row.