Took Morgan to vote after work. In 20 years of voting at the same polling place, this was the first time I’ve ever stood in a line of more than 2 people (there were about 10 people ahead of us.) Nothing like people are seeing in some places, but enough to make it feel important. It was Morgan’s first time voting, so we got the sample ballot so I could talk him through what to expect. He wasn’t the only new voter. There were at least two other people in line who were getting coached, both of them in their late 30s or early 40s. We only waited 20 minutes or so to vote. I got a little uncomfortable that the poll workers were recording everyone’s party affiliation out loud, but otherwise there weren’t any problems. And for the first time ever, there were stickers when we finished!
The line had gotten longer by the time we came out, almost down the block.
I made tacos for dinner (I want a taco truck on every corner, darn it!) and a bunch of snack food, and now we’re waiting while the results dribble in.
I’m going to have such an election hangover in the morning…