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brightlotusmoonAdam and I woke up together at 5:20, since as an election judge he needed to be at the polling place at 6:00. The elementary school was just down the road and already people were waiting outside. We went in together. He explained to the other judges that his wife was handicapped, so they let me sit in a chair and hang out, while they spent the next hour preparing. I was given a handicap card to display. I read my book (Sookie Stackhouse book two, reread) and occasionally looked up to watch the judges work.
At 7:00, the doors opened and voters flooded in. I was one of the first in line. I stood at the electronic booth, read names, took deep breaths, and tapped the screen until I was done. I voted with my conscience. I walked away feeling proud and confident. I got my sticker. I waved to my husband who was merrily helping voters at the judges' table. I walked outside into the crisp, slightly warm day, walked to the bus stop at the other end of the road. The bus arrived soon. The man sitting next to me remarked that I smelled warm and woodsy, like a fireplace. I smiled and said that the school building had been very, very warm. We chatted and learned that we had epilepsy in common. I told him about omega-3 supplements. We arrived at the Metro. I got on the train, and got to work on time.
Something wonderful happened last night, but I will explain later.
I am not revealing which presidential candidate I voted for. I may never. I will tell only my husband. Maybe my parents.
At 7:00, the doors opened and voters flooded in. I was one of the first in line. I stood at the electronic booth, read names, took deep breaths, and tapped the screen until I was done. I voted with my conscience. I walked away feeling proud and confident. I got my sticker. I waved to my husband who was merrily helping voters at the judges' table. I walked outside into the crisp, slightly warm day, walked to the bus stop at the other end of the road. The bus arrived soon. The man sitting next to me remarked that I smelled warm and woodsy, like a fireplace. I smiled and said that the school building had been very, very warm. We chatted and learned that we had epilepsy in common. I told him about omega-3 supplements. We arrived at the Metro. I got on the train, and got to work on time.
Something wonderful happened last night, but I will explain later.
I am not revealing which presidential candidate I voted for. I may never. I will tell only my husband. Maybe my parents.
