Well, by the time this is posted we should know who the next President of United States is and things can settle down a bit. Between the Phillies winning the World Series, Halloween and the election things have been way too exciting for me.
All day Tuesday I have been trying to write the post for Wednesday (today) but have been unfocused and nervous. The post I was planning was a little snarky too and that didn’t seem appropriate for the day after the election so I’m going to have to save it for another day.
I took the photo above at 7:30 Tuesday morning. It is of the polling place across the street from where I live. I live on the South side of the street so that isn’t my polling place – that would be too convenient. Mine is two blocks South.
I was planning on going to vote at 8am and taking my daughter with me. After voting I was going to drop her off at childcare because schools in Philly are closed today and then head to work. I find it ironic that the people that are too young to vote have the day off but the rest of have to go to work and figure out when we are going to get to the polls. But, that is a different topic.
Anyway, I looked out the window at 6:30am and already saw a long line of people outside of the polling place pictured. I have NEVER seen a line there before – NEVER. I said to my daughter, “change in plans, we’re going to go vote now, come back home and then go to daycare and work”. She looked at me like I was nuts but, then, she’s used to me.
We threw on our coats over our pajamas and header over to our location. We arrived a couple of minutes before 7am and there was already a long line heading down the block. I have NEVER waited to vote before. Ok, maybe behind 3 people but never outside.
It was mostly efficient and we were there about 45 mins. One of the staff runs the big haunted garden, a halloween tradition in our neighborhood, and she had leftover candy that she was handing out. My daughter was pretty excited about having a tootsie-pop at 7am.
The only inefficient part was that the A-M book had a lot more people than the N-Z so if you were an N-Z you could go to the front and get in and out a lot faster. I know, I know my last name begins with a W. Well, not legally – not yet. It’s still a B and I can’t change my name back to a W until all the paperwork has been processed.
When we were walking home, my daughter told me that she had fun and that she liked voting. When I asked why she said that it was fun to go out in our pajamas, she liked being in the booth, and they gave her a lollipop. Sounds like good reasons to me.
We then went home, got dressed properly and went to daycare and to work.
I should not have gone to work. I was nervous and edgy all day and accomplished nothing.
The Obama Party Bus was driving all around the neighborhood filled with students, black and white, blaring music, “Put your hands up for Barack. Put your hands up for Barack.” Of course, Philly always goes Democrat and PA tends to go blue even though it is close. It was just amazing to me to see so much energy, enthusiasm and excitement. I’ve never seem anything like this in my lifetime. Regardless of who wins, the voter turnout is inspiring.
After work there was an incredible energy in the air as I was heading to pick up my daughter. People were really excited. The line at Ben & Jerry’s for free ice cream was longer than the lines at many of the polls.
All night I watched coverage on MSNBC online. I was still so edgy. I felt icky like I was watching a car crash but couldn’t look away. I wanted to do something else but couldn’t stop.
How did you feel on election day? I’m not asking if your candidate won. I’m just wondering how you felt. Were you nervous, excited, hopeful?
**Update – At 11:06PM – it’s called for Obama. Relief.