The election is underway. Here are the best lines I’ve heard from voters so far.
Day One. “Gee, I hope my vote doesn’t get either candidate elected.”
Day Two. “There! I’ve voted. Now I need a shower.”
I am proud of everyone out there who has voted. If you haven’t yet, go do it. This is your voice. We are having a tremendous turnout, and that in itself may be the best outcome we can hope for this year, that our democratic process is alive and well. Either way, we’ll survive. This year again, I am working with a great team of election judges. There aren’t many dull moments. I took a book to read in case there was a slow time the first day. Didn’t happen. I’m not bothering to take it again. The turnout makes me proud for the first time since candidates started declaring their intention to run eighteen months ago.
It’s been so dry, I hauled out hoses to water the lawn and trees since I don’t want to pay to have the sprinkler system blown out again. The hose thing is tedious, but then I thought back to all those years I watered the acre of grass at the farm that way. I decided to quit whining. My yard here is so small. I can do this! I’ve just gotten spoiled with the automatic system.
The winter holiday catalogs are coming fast and furious. In the midst of them was a preview of the 2017 garden line-up for one of the companies I order from. Good grief, I’m still dealing with tomatoes from this year. Don’t throw next year at me.
There won’t be a blog this coming Wednesday. I have two full days of election before that, and Wednesday is the day of my eye surgery, so I’ll be writing next on the flip side. Hope to see “clearly” and have lots to write about next time.
and so it goes…