Two items left on my release news and then all I have to do is all the bug fixes. But it's after 9, I've been working straight since 7:45 am, I have to get up early tomorrow to meet with my India team, and this baby (me) is tired. 

Election day. I remember this one back in 2016. Sven had been adopted for a month; it was the first time he'd ever seen me cry and he curled up against my body like he was frightened. Today is strange. I had to cut around a candidate I knew personally as a friend (and now loathe) on my way to the polls. Both the women I voted for Congress and for my local city council have been to my house and complimented my garden. It feels very, very interpersonal - even if politics have been personal for me for a long time, since one side seems to think I should have less rights than a corpse. 

Augh. Okay. Okay. Enough about that. I'm already so tired.  

I was freezing, exhausted, and then I put on my fuzzy elk socks and felt so much better. How is everything so much better when your feet are warm? I was going to clean up around the house tonight but guhh, I'm just so worn out. I'm trying to get out ahead of everything because this weekend, I'm hoping to be at the cabin, and not stuck here working. My friend sent this in the morning from the cabin trip at the same time last year; she took it standing in the water as well (though it was November) and I liked it so much, I wanted to save it somewhere where I wouldn't forget, or accidentally delete it off my phone to make up space.

I see at this time last year, the leaves were already all down.