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Election Day

The day we’ve been waiting two years for has finally arrived.  Election Day.  The day Americans have the power to have their voices heard.  To make choices.  For the good and for the bad.

In my state of Massachusetts we’ve been able to vote early since October 22.  That’s the day I voted.  Now I understand that many of the robocallers and survey takers have no way of knowing I’ve already voted.  But if you wanted to try to convince me so much to vote “yes” or “no” on your question, you should’ve started calling me way before October 22.

Just now, at 2:00 p.m. on Election Day, I got a call from none other than the Visiting Nurse’s Association asking me to vote “yes” on question 1.  I shit you not.  I told her I cast my vote on October 22 and I voted “no”.  No way in hell would I ever vote “yes” on something that would make our hospitals worse than they already are.

I received the book in the mail outlining all the questions and what they were about.  I read them all.  I understood them all.  I don’t need any caller to try to convince me otherwise.  Especially after I already voted.  Even if I hadn’t already voted I STILL would have voted “no”.  In fact, the only question I voted “yes” on was number 3 because I feel it’s a human right for anyone to use whatever gender facility they feel comfortable using.  I don’t need a robocaller to tell me stories to convince me otherwise.  Especially after I already voted.  Sorry, too late.  You lose.  You lost anyway because I had already made up my mind.

Oh, and did I vote straight Democrat?  Yes, except for Governor Charlie Baker.  I feel if the sink isn’t broken, there’s no need to fix it.  Shit, I think he’s done a way better job for this state than many Democrats before him.

If you are someone who hasn’t voted yet, well, you have about six more hours to do so.  Make your voice count. Because it does.  More than a robocaller.

Vote like your life depends on it.  Because it very well does.

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I'm a writer. I'm also a wife and a parent who works too much and lives too little. In addition to writing I also love to read, listen to music, travel, cook, I enjoy looking for bargains at flea markets or thrift stores, Christmas, football and of course writing! How did I come up with the title of my blog? Two things: 1. I live in New England (duh) and 2. Canadian singer Alan Frew once arrogantly told me to "get a New England life"--again--DUH! I already HAVE one!