Yesterday's election was quite different. Layne went with me to the polls --first time voter and she wanted me to walk her though it. We even took pictures. It was fun! First, I knew every person who was working the polls and we had conversations about all of this and secondly, it was almost closing time when we got to the polls --Annie, Layne and me.
Layne asked me questions that seemed so natural --do I have to vote for people who don't have anyone running against them? Do I have to use a certain pencil? Where do I sit to mark my ballot? Layne actually read all the amendments --not like me!
I had put on a pot of porkchops and rice and we were joined by Jordan for a late supper and election watching. It brought back a flood of memories. And yes, I was happy not to stand in a line for 8 hours. I walked right in. Voter no. 1539 in my ward.
Now the results are in and the barrage of ads will stop. Life goes on. My guy won this time. But sometimes this is not the case. Shad Burner sent out a FB about wishing he had started a deportation business for those who planned to leave the country today; they will either get over it or they won't! It's their choice! Been there! Got over it!
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