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Our state attorney general’s lawsuit to stop the recount crashed and burned yesterday when it hit a judge who felt that stopping it, that even delaying it, was denying voters in our state their constitutional rights. So, instead of starting tomorrow as scheduled, the recount started yesterday at noon at two sites (Oakland and Ingham counties) and will continue at 9 a.m. today at eight sites. Tomorrow, all nineteen sites across the state will be operating.

The site in our county will open at 9 this morning, and they’re scrambling for observer volunteers. I considered it, but Cordelia really needs me at home today. I think I’ve got things set up so that she’ll be okay for the three afternoons I committed to (W-F). I hadn’t thought that me being gone would be a big deal, but she’s been very upset about other things and wanting me available pretty constantly the last couple of days.

I gave up on my hacking streak in Ingress last night. I had a migraine and couldn’t think through that and the exhaustion. It just didn’t seem important enough to try to do anything about when I couldn’t even bend over to put soap in the dishwasher. (Scott put soap in and then didn’t bother to start the stupid thing. It’s running now.) I even ended up leaving my wrist braces on when I went to bed which wasn’t a great idea because the velcro catches on everything and because wearing them in bed increases my pain levels. The braces are useful during the day for reminding me of things I shouldn’t do (though I end up hurting myself as I contort to try to do things that are necessary, things like brushing my hair or brushing my teeth).

I tried to nap yesterday and was in bed for about three hours. I just couldn’t quite get to sleep. I resent that because I could have gotten a number of things done during that time if I’d been functional and because, if I’d actually slept, I might have been able to do something after. As it was, I really did nothing at all. I’m not sure I’ll get much done today, either, because I had to get up with Cordelia when I really needed to stay in bed. I think I can manage the two absolutely must be done chores before I crash— I can get the trash together and out to the bins, and I can make sandwiches for all three of us for tomorrow.

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I am not sure how regular I’ll be about updating for the next few days. I should be back on Sunday or Monday, I hope. I’m just kind of wrecked by anticipatory anxiety and by some stuff going on with Cordelia, all leading to a migraine and to exhaustion.

I don’t have any help with getting to and from the recount site, so I’m not really sure what to do about that. I was going to arrange for a subsidized cab, but things with Cordelia meant that I missed the window to schedule that in advance for tomorrow. I might still be able to get one, but the timing would be iffy for the trip there. The bus would be more reliable and cheaper, but it would be forty minutes including a transfer and trying to find the right stop and the right place once I got the right stop. A regular cab would get me there more reliably close to the right time, but would cost an arm and a leg.

I’m also concerned about getting there with a long wait until the doors open. They didn’t tell us how early we’ll be able to get into the building. I really don’t want to be standing in the cold for forty minutes, waiting for someone to let me in. There isn’t any place easy to get to where I could wait, either. The bus option I’m looking at would get me there about fifteen minutes before the recount starts, and that seems like a reasonable time to arrive in terms of the doors likely being open.

There are a dozen things I ought to have done today but that I couldn’t manage because my brain wouldn’t work or because I couldn’t get Scott to answer texts or emails. (I’m feeling sufficiently migraine type crappy that getting up and asking him seems insurmountably difficult.) I still need to make three business phone calls— ordering books for Christmas presents, scheduling an eye exam for myself, and finding out if my preferred hotel for the visit to my parents has pet free room options (they welcome pets. I’m very allergic. The other two hotels are abysmally terrible).