Take Care of My Karma

I've been doing pretty good lately. Sleeping well because I have a new CPAP. Trying to eat better. Visualizing my future - a cottage and a red car, lots of books, a wildflower garden, a loving man. "If you can imagine it, it can happen..."

OK. I have to admit, I haven't been sleeping that well. I had horrible nightmares two nights in a row. (Are there not "lovely nightmares"? These were downright hellacious!) But I visualize a good night's sleep because I have a new CPAP. My life is so not where I want it to be, and I feel like a deer in headlights. I am a mess.

I made a gratitude list in order to cancel the lively pity-party I was having:

1. A new niece is due to be born within the next two weeks.
2. I adore my nieces and nephews.
3. I really like my friends
4. I am getting a kick out of reading, "Queen Salote of Tonga: The Story of an Era, 1900-1965" - I SWEAR she is my alter-ego. There is a faint resemblence. All must kneel before me. hahahahaa!
5. I really love my dog.
6. I started taking cello lessons. It makes my thighs and hips and hands and shoulders cramp, but I like learning the cello.
7. I love my cello teacher, William. If I had a son, I would want him to be just like William.
8. I am pretty sure I'm going to Maine in a couple of weeks. This gives me something to look forward to.
9. My grandmother's 98th birthday is in 20 days. How many people have a 98 year-old, alert grandmother?
10. I am particularly pleased with the red shade of my nail polish. I can't remember what it is called, so I will have to admire it for a while.
11. "Little Dee" - a comic strip that just makes me giggle. "littledee.net" - you should visit it.
12. Music. I just love music. (Most music.)
    

Then, the worst thing happened: I had a conversation with an acquaintance about voting. Not imagining that she, or anyone, could possibly say, "No!", I asked her if she was registered to vote. I almost had a stroke when she, indeed, said, "No!" She went on to say that she wasn't pleased with either candidate, and that her vote wouldn't make a difference. I took a deep breath (so I could think before responding with a scream) and said, "Your not voting makes a difference. There are people who are fighting and dying for the right to vote [somewhere], there are people who have died for the right to vote in this country. I don't care who you vote for, but you must vote!"

I obviously care who people vote for. I wear that heart on my sleeve. (Obama/Biden are the men for me, in case you don't know.)

It IS important that people register to vote. One reason is: it affects my karma. When I heard that this woman isn't registered and doesn't vote, I took an immediate inventory of her shortcomings. "She's stupid, no wonder she's..." "I am so much smarter than she is!" Then something smacked me in the head and reminded me that my life isn't so wonderful, and there are LOTS of people smarter than me. (I hate them - I want to be smart, smart, smart!) It also gave me a strong inventory of my shortcomings - and there are many. It reminded me that someone could think I was stupid and "no wonder Erlinda is (or isn't)..."

So, I gave her a registration form. Offered to mail it. Told her that it was important that she registers and it didn't have to be for a particular party. Explained that she couldn't vote in a primary if she didn't declare a party, but that was her right. I even looked up the location for her to cast her vote, and got a stamp for her registration form.

I felt a lot better, and my Karma was in better shape.

Please vote. Please register to vote. If you need a voter registration form - no matter where you live - send me an e-mail, and I will get you a form.

Forget me. Make my karma happy.