Butterflies II

According to The Boyfriend, I was nervous even in my sleep last night. All tossy-turny and fidgety. Which would explain why I woke up this morning feeling both worn out and jumpy as a wet cat.

Still, voted. In by about 6:20, out about 20 minutes later. Not bad at all considering the many-hour waits some people are enduring today. And, because he is a saint, The Boy came with me rather than sleeping in and voting later. Our First Presidential Election—Hallmark could make a commemorative ornament.

Naturally, even voting and an early-morning walk with The Boyfriend couldn't do much for my nerves. Still as anxious as I was this morning, maybe more.

For now though I'm trying to stay calm, and to remember all the good things about today.

--The voter turnout has me so heartened—not because I think it means Kerry will win, but because I always feel better when I see everyone take elections seriously. It makes me feel better about the whole country. Maybe we're not as jaded as we think.

--I did get in a really nice walk with The Boy, through quiet morning neighborhoods where all the sidewalks were covered in wet leaves.

--Get to go to a great party tonight.

--No matter who wins, it's still my country, too.