Peaceful day

I had a really delightful weekend. On so many levels. I spent early Saturday afternoon with Monique, my bone whisper aka chiropractor. She lives in the Richmond district and I had never been to that part of the city before. What a gorgeous area! From her rooftop, I was able to see the ocean and Baker Beach. It was such a lovely day. She made my coat for me in no time flat and showed me her awesome art work (as seen at buy-motil.etsy.com). I had a good time. I drove down Park Presidio until I hit 280. Despite living in the bay area for some 6 years, I’ve never driven on 280. I was enthralled with the lay of the land and the gorgeous scenery. Upon seeing a sign for a vista point, I took the exit and walked around a bit.

Made my way to Sunnyvale where I chilled for a bit before meeting up with some friends. I had a really nice evening with them. Then Pete took me out for a drive in his Subaru WRX and we drove through the Palo Alto Hills before hitting Skyline. It was exhilarating and intense. I had a blast. We grabbed some chairs and sat in the backyard talking for at least an hour while watching the night sky. I saw two shooting stars! Totally stoked because I can’t ever recall seeing even one before! Usually other people see them, exclaim and point, and by the time my eyes move to that area in the sky, it’s long gone. ‘Twas really spiffy.

I don’t relax well or often. I’m going to somewhat blame that on the fact that I’m the oldest child in my family. Whether intended or not, I’ve always carried a good burden of responsibility on my shoulders. I’m a planner, an organizer extraordinaire. Enjoying the drive for simply what it was and taking the time to huddle under a blanket as I gazed into the darkened yet sparkly sky was very restful. It’s good to be at peace.