My flight landed an hour later than scheduled, but it got me here, so that’s what counts. I came home, dropped my bags, sponged off because I was rank, changed clothes and then Rob and I went to vote.

This is the first time in twenty years that I’ve voted in person for a presidential election.  In Oregon, it’s all vote by mail and before that I was on tour, using absentee ballots.  The lines were shorter than I expected, but I’ve been told that they were out the door this morning.  Lots of people were there waiting when the station opened, apparently.  It’s exciting to see this many people involved.

Have you voted yet?