In a ridiculously excellent mood

I turned in my math exam yesterday, and my SpecFic paper on Tuesday. On Wednesday I went to fencing and we played frisbee outside until it got so dark that it was downright dangerous because there were dancers in the gym. I left after that because the possibility of fencing seemed low, and did all the glazing I've been meaning to do for weeks, and had a shower, and went to bed and got lots and lots of excellent sleep, and woke up at 6-something feeling marvelous, and lazed in bed until shortly after 7, and it was just the right amount of cold, and then I got up and did laundry, which is good because it was becoming increasingly difficult to find clean outfits appropriate to the mercurial weather. And then I did things like breakfast and going to class and showing up for work, and the other consultant isn't here again,* but I really don't care because the weather is amazing and I'm glad for any excuse to go outside, and it's not as if I find her to be a terribly helpful person when she's here.** And the only homework I have left to do for tomorrow is the math homework that has been put off in favor of other things (like the take-home exam for that class), which is admittedly a small pile, but entirely doable.
And I'm allowing myself to hope that maybe I'm not getting sick after all. Or that if I was sick, it wasn't very bad and I've recovered now.

All of which should conspire to put me in a good mood, but really doesn't explain how wonderful I feel today. With the possible exception of the sleep. Getting lots and lots of high-quality sleep generally makes me very cheerful.

In the continuing saga of the absentee ballot, I could have gotten one two or three weeks ago when I thought it was too late, but completely failed in the last-minute attempts to get one. Emily told me that it was really easy if you called them, and I figured that calling would be quicker than downloading the form and mailing it to Pennsylvania. Wrong. What I didn't realize was that calling them meant that they would mail me a request for an absentee ballot (the form I already had printed out), and the phone connection was so terrible that I could hardly hear what she was saying, and when she asked for my address I gave them my mom's address, which is my legal address, and by the time I figured out that she wasn't going to ask me for any other address, she had already hung up. So my mom forwarded me the request paperwork, which arrived yesterday (a day after it needed to be submitted), and the total tally in my personal paperwork struggles*** is now:
Miriam: 6
Commonwealth of Pennsylvania Bureacracy: 3
Tie: 1
So I'm still ahead, but the Bureacracy is catching up.

And I'll try harder (earlier) for the next election, which I fully intend to vote in.

I'm now forced to walk to the college club - and back - in this lovely weather. Oh, woe is me.



*That thing they tell you at the beginning of the year, about how if you miss a shift you'll be fired? I don't think it's true; this is the second time she hasn't showed up for this shift without (so far as I can tell) telling anyone beforehand.^

^Perhaps she tells people and the people she tells don't tell me, which I suppose is possible, although it would be nice of them to do so.

**She's perfectly nice. I just have a low opinion of her competence.^

^Although she is looking better now that I compare her to the people who worked the shift before mine yesterday, the ones who didn't check anything in, just left the equipment in a pile on the table and didn't do the pickup in the engineering building, and seemed, as Vicky said, "really flakey."

***That is, the total history of the state and I, such as Driver's Liscense, voting, and jury duty.