Master Key Experience Week 7 – Election Day…Can I Have a Do Over?

Things were going so well…I had made it nearly all through Monday on a positive note.  And then it happened…”Oh yeah, did I tell you that my brother called my dad and told him that he’d give him $100 if he voted straight republican?”  I tried to let it go.  I really tried to think about something else.  And then it came creeping back.  There was my downfall.  His brother simply has a way of getting under my skin – and festering like a big oozing sore.

I just kept telling myself:  Tuesday will be better.  And it started that way.  Although it’s my off-week, I do-it-now’d myself into going to the gym – and I was feeling pretty fantastic about it!  I noticed the polling place parking lot was beyond full as I was headed to the gym.  I thought:  excellent!  I’ll go later when it’s not so busy.

And so I did.  The lines were still long – like seriously long.  Okay, settle in for a long wait.  It’s okay – this will be good.  Read the posted signage about the ballot and rules for voting…seriously, there is a law about taking a selfie with your ballot.  And that’s where it started.  Among the chatter of the lady on the phone talking about waaaaaay more than I ever wanted to about the intimate details of her life, the nearly non-existent line for the other half of the alphabet, and the selfie law, I started getting anxious.  Deep breath in.  Think about the good things in life…lady please stop talking.  All I wanted to do was vote.  And that’s when it crossed my mind, “my brother called my dad and told him that he’d give him $100 if he voted straight republican.”   And I had this powerless feeling of:  You’re done!  I own you!!

For about a half hour it just went downhill from there.  Anxious.  He’s an a$$.  Don’t let him bother you.  Quit thinking about it.  I can’t!  Time to vote.  Fine.  Fine.  Fine.  Seriously, it really matters if the coroner is a democrat or a republican?  Shouldn’t it matter if he/she is a good doctor that has ample investigatory skills to deduce cause of death?  I simply don’t understand how a coroner’s political affiliation matters whatsoever.  The abyss of darkness was pulling me in.  Last category:  done.

Not my finest hour.  Okay – back to Day 1 of 7.  Can I have a do over?