Riding the Bike with One Pedal.

Two Hours.

It took me two hours, but I was finally able to cast my ballot. There were easily 100+ people in front of me when I arrived at my local polling location.  I had my coffee, then my knitting, and eventually we all were stretching and shifting our weight from foot to foot as we stood in bright sunlight, all of us with last names in the L-S pool. (For whatever reason, there were WAY fewer A-K people, and they kept shouting at them, to shoot to the front of their line. The S-Z people got to advance a few times as well.)

Thank goodness the weather is cooperating. I would think it could have been discouraging to many, to wait that long in bad weather. As I felt my feet tingle, I just reminded myself that two hours is a small price to pay to change the future of our country. And I kept seeing these shoes in my head:

shoes

It’s no secret where my allegiances lie. I voted for change. Every minute I waited was worth it, and I was really amazed at the tenacity of everyone in line with me. I’ve never seen so many people (easily 120+ people in front of me), and I felt heartened that democracy can work. Participate – no matter where you fall politically. The only way to have representation is to show up, yourself! And no matter how much time it takes, remember that it pales by comparison to the battles our predecessors fought to gain freedom and the right to vote.

5 Comments

  1. J-Wo

    That’s so nice sweetie! Now at 4:00 I’ll go and undo all that change! 😉 Love ya!

  2. PlazaJen

    May your wait be double that of mine! 🙂

  3. Leslie

    I was lucky; my wait was only about 30 minutes, though I did arrive a little before 6 a.m. I haven’t seen this photo before, but I love it.

  4. Emma Dog

    I think it’s so great that you and the Wo-J (a throwback to pig latin here? I wonder why I did that? heh) can agree to disagree. I guess it’s an excuse, but I quit voting when I got married because his opinion was the opposite of mine in all things political (among too many other things to list), and he couldn’t vote because, well, because. So I felt it was my responsibility to cast one vote for both of us. I couldn’t do that. So I didn’t.

    I’m not proud, either, to say that I haven’t re-registered.

  5. shannon in oregon

    gObama!!

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