Stay tuned to the blog. I may share other responsible, adult outings such as paying the utility bill. Cranky much, Sarah?
I have never missed our old polling place across the street more than I did today. Actually, the process only took about ninety minutes. I was number 555 at my polling place. I did people-watch and knit while I stood in line. I carried way too much knitting stuff with me. The lace ribbon scarf was enough. I managed a couple of repeats, and it made the wait and close proximity to people more bearable.