Tonight at about 8:30, as I was getting the kids settled down for bed, and yes, at 8:30pm on a school night I’m still struggling to get the kids to bed, I received a phone call from a telemarketer on behalf of Bill Smith asking who I was voting for. And even that was better than the night before when I got an automated call from Gerald Keddy’s office asking the same thing. I mean, if I’m not important enough that you can’t have a real person call me, than you won’t mind if I’m too busy washing my hair to vote for you. I told the Bill Smith person that I would be voting for the party that doesn’t call me at 8:30pm when I’m putting my kids to bed. And really, I did say that. And really, that just might be my deciding factor.
David spent the evening out campaigning because he is running for a second term on council for the town of Mahone Bay. Having a husband on council is a double edged sword. He spends a lot of evenings at meetings, and sometimes he has to deal with issues where I just shake my head. But I have to be honest; I find some people engaged in government to be…how do you say…kinda hot! Barack Obama, need I say more?
David came home and we talked about what people in town were saying. He talked to a lot of people who said they were going to vote for him and one person who flat out said he was not, but was rather nice about it. He met a few people he didn’t know including a nice young couple from Australia, which excited me because I love meeting new couples in town, and I’ll admit, I’m a sucker for an accent.
You could tell that he was excited. He enjoyed talking to the people in town. He went on to tell me all the seniors that he visited, and one in particular who won’t be voting because she is blind. I caught a glimpse of David’s tender side that he shows more often than most men. He thought about the people who live here in the town he serves, some who are lonely, others even shut in’s. He thought about the young couple that chose to make Mahone Bay their home along way from their family. And David wondered what we could do as a town and as citizens to better serve these people.
That. That is why we run for politics. The people. Not the issues or AN issue, but the people. The lonely couple, the scared elderly lady; this is why I struggle to put my kids to bed by myself at 8:30pm while David goes to late meetings.
And so, listening to David talk about campaigning and seeing the glisten in his eye, I let my husband have his way with me.