I suppose many of us stayed up too late, and then got up too early this morning. Election day wore me out, and today kept on wearing. I'm simply bone weary today, from good hard work.
The election must take care of itself now; we all have done our part. I see the shenanigans have commenced, and until I must rise up and find a part to play, it's time for an election to unfold gracefully, as it did four years ago.
I postponed my shopping until yesterday, to coincide with better weather. I thought I'd found someone willing to bring my groceries up the stairs, but that someone backed out the day before.
In the meantime, I worked nonstop at getting on the new warp, and my back was past tired. I considered giving it another day off, when Laura texted. She had Tuesday off, and could come help me with anything.
I was back from voting by ten, Laura came in a few minutes later, and we set out to go shopping. We shopped first for the cat, who doesn't have the option of going out for a meal or to toilet, when his supplies run low. He doesn't even know they run low.
He did get a treat, on sale at the register for three dollars, not ten.
He's very happy with these silly corrugated cardboard toys, and will spend the next month shredding it. And Laura and I went shopping.
She even put them away, while I went looking for two Advil. Laura is still moving into a one room apartment in the next several days, and went home with a box of useful items.
And in a lovely twenty year old problem solving manner, she chided me for attempting to find help with shopping. She would always be available, she told me. While it's on offer, I'll certainly take her up.
So today I did look at the count from time to time, and spent an hour listening to Ann tell me about the biggest turn out she has ever seen working the polls. I went to the post office, and then I began tying on bouts. Oh, yes, I made a crostata. For lunch tomorrow.