I hate election day

My choices for election day are always either to go out and do all the volunteer work, such as rousting senior citizens (who, believe me, already voted by the time you call them, and who have been annoyed by 14 other phone calls from other phone banks reminding them it’s election day, as if they need to be told), or doing poll watching in some dank precinct of a city (when they call for volunteers, it’s not because they’re short on people to pollwatch in the nice neighborhoods); OR, hold down the fort by showing up for work when everyone else is out doing the rousting. I picked fort-holding this year. With Lee unable to drive, I need to be available for child emergencies. So, here I am. The fort is doing pretty well. Can’t see anybody coming down from the horizon line. Nope. Nobody. Not a soul. Phone’s not ringing either. And I can’t get Tony Hawk to run on this computer today. So, reading and more reading, and avoiding one simple task I was supposed to have delivered yesterday, just because I’m totally unmotivated to do it.
Well, next week the fun starts right back up with my first trip to NYC since August. I haven’t even been through our new Taj MaTrain station, which is hard to believe. I’m usually on the train at least once a week, sometimes twice. I’ll actually be GLAD to get on the Amtrak. That’s how desperate I am to leave town.
Worked some more last night on posting old pictures to a webpage. Photoshop gives you a nice basic template, but then it’s tweak-tweak-tweak in GoLive, and the next thing you know it’s midnight. Maybe I’ll get to finish it tonight. Just want to get them up so I can share them with friends and family easily. Gotta upload a bunch of stuff to Ofoto, too, and that’s good for hours.
Jesus, somebody just brought in fresh coffee and I can smell it from a mile away. Gotta get me some of that….