Well, before another day passes, we will have a new President Elect. Who it might be won’t be known until tomorrow night, but for posterity sake (since this blog is for my dementia years) I wanted to note that I did vote. I know, if you don’t have a photo it didn’t happen. So here is my photo:
In my state, my presidential vote doesn’t really count because we are not a battleground state. That has pretty much been the case my whole voting life. I go, I guess, because I can and I should. Also, there were some state and local races that I definitely wanted to support and some state questions that I cared about.
Anyone looking at my ballot, might conclude that I need to see someone about my mental problems! I voted so strangely because I have evolved and changed in my thinking throughout my adulthood! That is the best scenario for aging well; read, learn, listen and grow. I am all over the place. I kind of hope that, by looking at my ballot choices, I don’t scream “old, retired, white, college educated female of European descent”.
My hope is that tomorrow night brings a close to this crazy 17 month campaign season with a minimum of whiskey drinking!
Happy Election day.