The good news is that I had errands to run, which allowed me to feel like I was accomplishing something, and a big stack of files to start sorting through.
And there was that voting thing. I decided to wait until after the polls had been open for an hour, hoping that the early birds would have worked through the system by that point. And I was mostly right, though there was still a 20 minute wait when I arrived, a wait easily four times longer than it’s ever been for me at this particular polling station. No problems at all once I got in; the poll workers were helpful and friendly, and the whole thing seemed to be working like it should. The line, though, was a little longer as I left than it was when I arrived.
Of course it was nowhere near as annoying as my trip to the doctor today, where I was taken into an exam room just a few minutes after my appointment time and then left sitting on a table, wearing a paper sheet, for 45 minutes before the doctor came in.
In my fantasy world, at least, the outcome of the former event might help fix the latter. So cross your fingers, folks.
Now I’m going to pretend to get some grading done, while calculating how long I have to wait before it’s reasonable to turn on the television.