Easy Labor

I'm just a little bit sore from hiking Mt. Tam yesterday with Joe. It was a spur-of-the-moment hike, something we'd discussed but not made concrete plans to do. I'm glad we went. It was a clear, sunny day, and though many others had the same idea we did, the trails were generally not congested. Hiking is good for your body and brain. We need to figure out more places to go.

Then we went to a cookout at our friends' place. That, too, was spur-of-the-moment. I drank too much wine, and later when we went on a walk on some trails in the darkening woods, I ran ahead in a surge of energy and nearly got myself lost. Joe drove home and I drank leftover, semi-melted chocolate ice cream straight from the container like a milkshake. Once home, Joe emptied our clean and dry whites from the dryer and dumped them on the bed. Giggling, I took off my clothes and hid in the pile. And then I pretty much passed out. Poor Joe.

I slept in a little, but otherwise I'm fine. Not too shabby for a Labor Day I didn't even deserve in the first place. This week I am going to be good and productive.