Tuesday, November 4th. The day we'd been waiting for all year. Election Day. For me, it was kind of a bummer. I'd sent my ballot in the mail weeks before hand, so I didn't even get to go to the polls. No "I voted" sticker or anything! LAME! Just kidding. But seriously, I did kind of miss going somewhere to vote.
Anyway, in the evening, I went over to my parents' house to watch the numbers come in. After talking about how to handle the night for several days, we decided not to have it be a big, kid-filled, loud night. My parents wanted to be surrounded by family, but in a more mellow setting. So David kindly stayed home with our kids. They got pizza and watched a movie, so they didn't mind. Plus, it was a school night so the kids couldn't stay up any way.




At my folks house, Kristin, Katie W. and Megan, Scott and Katie S., and Quinton and I were the only people in attendance. It was calm, peaceful, and very fun. We ate pizza and treats while we visited for a while. Around 8:00 pm, we turned on the news and started watching the numbers come in. Of course, the numbers for Dad's race didn't come in for quite a while. We kept checking our phones, tablets, etc. every few minutes. It wasn't necessarily stressful - Dad was heavily favored, but we were all anxious to see the actual numbers. Quin fell asleep - too much excitement for him.



Finally, a little after 9:00 pm, the first numbers started coming in. Dad was the projected winner with 64% of the vote. His two opponents had 27% and 8% ish. Dad's phone started chiming every few seconds with "congratulations" texts and emails. We were all excited! We called my grandma Church to let her know, and almost called David in Chicago, but he beat us to it and called Dad first. Then, we took a few pictures with our newest County Commissioner. Soon after that, the party stared to dissipate. Quinton and I left a little after 10:15 pm.


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By the time I got home and got Quin back to sleep (not a good night for him) it was nearly midnight. By then, the final numbers were in and we could officially rest, knowing that the race was over! I plopped into bed and slept like a rock until 4:30 am, when Bronson came upstairs with a nasty stomach bug. So, I spent the next day taking care of a sick boy with very little sleep myself. Luckily for me, I had no plans for the day, so we could just veg out in our PJs and watch TV.
So the hard work of campaigning is past and the hard work of being County Commissioner lies ahead. Now, upward and onward! Time for Dad to get to work and show everyone what he meant when he said he'd be great at this job! I can't wait for the next four years!