Well, that didn’t go quite the way I expected it.
Not sure whether to post more about this or not — haven’t quite made up my mind about the whole thing, I guess. Definitely trying not to be sour grapes about it, but as of this afternoon, I’m more than a little concerned about the strong shift to the right this country seems to be taking. Dad and I don’t always agree, but the one thing he told me a long time ago that I definitely join him in is the notion that a divided government is not necessarily a bad government, and that gridlock can often be your friend. Having one party dominating every branch of government isn’t exactly something I’d like to see, from either side…
Thank God it’s all over but the shouting, though. The shouting? That goes on forever.
2. That’s the number of hours (yes, I said HOURS) that I waited in line at the effing polls this morning. Still in my workout clothes, belly aching for food, dog still waiting patiently for me in the front yard because I thought it would take me 45 minutes, tops. No such luck.




