Husband and I cast our ballot at 6:55 AM.
I am not going to say who I voted for. It doesn't really matter. In my state, it is already decided who will win. So my vote would either confirm that, make the other guy feel better or make some third party candiate feel like he or she had more credibility.
It's not that I don't want to discuss my vote, but I am just so tired of all the rhetoric and crap about not knowing who to vote for or questions regarding my frustrations over lack of a real choice for me. Like Rented Life stated, for many of us, it's the lessor of two evils. And for many of us, the issues do matter. And just because we don't agree with some issues does not mean that we are "fill any the nasty viscous adjective".
Either way, history will be made. And I was a part of it.
About Me
- Seeking Solace
- I am a college professor who is fumbling through the chaos of academia, rheumatoid arthritis, working on my PhD and just being a 40 something woman. I used to be a lawyer, which made me a snarky little person. I have a wonderful Husband and a German Shepherd named Junior. They help keep me sane.
Paws to Consider
My Sister's Keeper
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I got my ballot, sat down at the table, and cried (and damn, no tissue). I am just tired. And scared.
I voted.
And now will spend the rest of the day and night biting my nails awaiting the results.
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