Prepare to be detailed
Please, don’t interrupt; the world is busily counting. Straws, ballots, stars in the sky. Right now, all we want is a chance to have those precious markers tallied. Else, all is for naught. The election, although technically over, isn’t. Yes, one person wants the whole thing to stop, before the rest of us have any assurance. With a tiny measure of justice, the dance will continue.
We knew that this would take time. It’s just… the stress levels remain firmly in the red, and none are better for the mental anguish. I’ll keep checking on the progress; doing that for all of us.
Around here, we’re preparing for a “detailing”. That’s the deal where you pay someone with the right tools and training to clean your car. After six years of life, our Rogue is sorely due. I just have to keep “she who would preclean” in a state of distraction.
There was some snow on the ground, this morning. Pretty much gone, now, but we won’t be able to wander around barefoot (outside) for much longer. The Big Green Machine has to be brought up the hill and into the garage, which means I have to free up some space. I will, I will. I work well under an imposed deadline.
The Harry Potter marathon continues, loudly. I really have to watch the movies from beginning to end. Or, read the books. My avoidance of such powerful cultural material has been noticed. I don’t know the rules of Quidditch (had to go to the web to get the name of the game).
