The cheesecake is in the fridge, it is Election Night, and I sit here very very scared. I will not tempt the wrath of high upon the thing. Anything can happen. We could face more years of The Bulldozer. Yes, a man who chooses to play soccer with 8 year old kids in dress shoes and most of a suit. He could have really hurt that poor kid.
I chose not to work this election. That turned out to be a good thing because I got a Non-Covid cold just over a week ago and haven’t been feeling the most awesome since.
This year, it was not hard to do this. After Dad getting so ill at one point we faced the possibility of him heading into aged care, and honestly it is not ok with me that so many elderly people are taken care of so poorly in our country. They’ve worked hard all their lives and they deserve good care and decent food.
And let us not forget those victims of the fires still living in tents, and the flood folks without homes.
Just over 30 minutes to The Antony. I wish everyone a lovely election evening. :)
3 thoughts on “The Terrible Fear”
👍 We must have patience…..no counting our chickens until their hatched!
I briefly thought of being an election worker, but I quickly came to me senses. The most vulnerable person you know is a good thought to have.
I am so Covid cautious, yet like you I caught a cold and while I don’t feel sick, it has been a very ‘fluid productive’ cold.