A Pretty Good Day

We spent yesterday morning going door to door talking to primary voters and made good progress. It was 102 degrees, according to the bank clock, by the time we finished, so we felt like we had done our part. In the afternoon I figured out a way to use up the remaining postcards without imposing on people to hand write another 700, and we did the grocery shopping. The young fellow who helped us with the groceries was happy because he has turned 18 and this is his first election. So I hope he votes for me, but mostly I just hope he votes.