Bugs, Mugs, And Handfuls Of Paper

We’ve done our voting – went down yesterday to the pre-polling place.
Been a bit off colour lately, and having to run the gauntlet of random people shoving paper in our faces wasn’t helpful. Biggest Boy found it difficult as well, so we both just put our head down and strode on through…
Maybe there’s a case for having a sensory friendly entry point for elections? There was a lane roped off for people leaving – maybe one on the other side for those who just want to get in and out? By the time we get there we’ve already done our research and made our choices. Does anyone really wait till they’re in line for the ballot box? The crumpled, discarded wads of paper left behind in the boxes seem to suggest not.

Well, we got there in the end.
To cheer me up afterwards, I decided to spend some of my birthday money, since it’s been waiting around for me to find something nice.
My big mug, the one I normally use, has been annoying me lately. The design on it wore off ages ago (no, it wasn’t “dishwasher proof”). I bought some ceramic paint to repaint it, advertised as dishwasher proof (Reader, it was not…). What I ended up with was a nicely sized cup, with purple globs in odd spaces.
Not the look I was going for.

And so – I went to Trottie Becke in the mall and treated myself to a new mug 🙂