I decided to vote after my dentist appointment this morning hoping that the lines might have died down. (Alan went at 8am and was still in line when I called him at 9:15am.) I had hoped to go when the polls opened at 7am, but the contractors were scheduled to arrive between 8-9:30am to get started on the hall bath, so afterward it was. I lucked into a close parking spot, because otherwise it would have been better to go home and walk back. I was armed with my sample ballot and Wicked and snaked my way to the back of the extensive line around 10:50am. I was pleased that the lady in front of me in line remarked, after a sigh, that this was a GOOD thing ultimately. I think I heard someone say that the good thing about Bush was that folks were interested in voting again. I chatted some with the ladies around me in line, read some, waved at the little kids tagging along with their parents and seeing democracy in action, smiled at the firefighters and policemen in line as well, marveled at all the neighbors greeting neighbors, and admired the wonderful variety of citizens surrounding me coming to exercise their right to vote. I finally cast my ballot and was on the road to work by 12:20pm. We all agreed that while the line was a bit tedious, it was worth it to be part of this historical day.
So, the hall bath is being torn apart, I made time to research the congress candidates and actually choose one of the write-ins, went to the dentist for a cleaning (no cavities! need to floss more.), went to vote, had lunch with co-workers that I ran into, and now finally got a new computer so my old box from 5ish years ago that was still running Windows 2000 Pro is gone. It's been a busy day.