It’s Day 224 of The First Ohio Shutdown. It’s also Day 160 of The National WTFestival.
Deb and I are great this evening, albeit exhausted. Turned out to be a big day.
As I mentioned recently, changes are coming for us. Right now we’re maintaining a delicate balance between anticipation and patience, knowing that we can do only so much to move our plans along.
We’ve been casting about lately for one piece of the puzzle, a major commitment. The fact that I woke up this morning without a job to go to gave Deb and me the freedom to spontaneously hop in the truck and drive north to see a candidate for that particular puzzle piece.
(My apologies for being cryptic here. All will be revealed soon.)
Two hours after leaving Second Chance Ranch we were in the Akron area. North-facing hillsides and rooftops made it clear that they’d had a bit of early snow. We got there with just enough time to hit a Waffle House — chosen only because it was the first place we saw with indoor dining and, therefore, open public restrooms — where we had a quick bite to eat.
We were right on time for our appointment. It went exceedingly well. We made a new friend.
And we did a thing. It was dark as we drove home, thrilled.
Stay tuned, my friends. This is gonna get good.
I consider voting the highest sacrament of citizenship. I see it not as a duty, as some say, but a right worth exercising. My personal choice, whenever possible, is to exercise that right in person, on Election Day.
In the morning, first thing, Deb and I will walk up the hill to our polling place and cast perhaps the most important votes of our lives. Voting is always a significant act — this time it’s crucial.
We haven’t been silent, of course. You know where we stand. And once we’ve cast our votes, as Rush Limbaugh has said, we will have left everything on the field.
We’ve done all we can to save our country.
Take care of yourselves. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.
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