I'm going to come clean here, today, of all days.
I often felt stupid and unworthy of having a voice in the voting process. I was not registered to vote - EVER - in my adult life until 2004. Yep, I was 36. I worried that I would not understand the process and I'd be stuck in some shitty homemade booth contraption with no one to guide me in the process.
I remember talking to my dad about this. He died in September of 2004, so I know it was between March 2004 and September 17, 2004 when this conversation happened.
I told him about my insecurities and he said, "_______, you're a college graduate. You are most certainly able to navigate this important step." My dad always did have the utmost faith in me.... and he and I did not share the same world views on much. (But, go figure - my biological mom and I also differ about political outlooks).
So, later at some point today, the Evil Twin and I will go out to vote. We WILL get to it, even if we have to split up and go separately.
Our Tuesday is ... unreal. More on that later. I know! I've been teasing about it for a couple of days.... Shit! I'm only human! LOL.