contentment

Today was a crummy day at work.  Just frustrating.  I came home and it seemed really loud.  Which my head did not really deal well with.  Everyone then left to go look at toys.  I drank a pot of tea.  I put a backpack on my back and took my skateboard to the library.  

By the time I got there, a gentleman commented that I looked very content.  The fresh air, the ride, all seemed to relax me and put me in a place of contentment.  I picked up a pile of books and then road home.  I got to hit the hill on the way home.  I am such a hill junkie.  There was no surf today.  Or if there was, I could not get to it.  But by the time my family got home, riding on my board relaxed me enough to be a good part of the family.  

And do you know how many people smile at me on my board?  It may just be the dress!