Decision day...

I realised when I arrived home late last night that I would require Mr R's assistance to get to the train station this morning. My lift home straight to my door with Es meant that Kirsty (my bike) was abandoned at Stirling station.

So I set off at 06h45 this morning with Mr R and the Barmy Army to the station with a stop off at the polling station en route.

I've waited many a time for the polling station to open to allow me to vote and then head on to work...never with a queue of twenty behind me and never with Mr R! As he was chauffeur this morning he came in with me to vote. The first time in our 17 years together that we have voted together!

And what an experience that vote was I've campaigned for the vast majority of my 43 years for that vote and I made my cross against YES with determination and a tear in my eye and a lump in my throat. Before I folded my paper I showed my cross to the wee fella, who was the only one who came in with us, gave him a smile and whispered YES to him. He smiled back...he's been about this campaign enough over the past two years to know what this is about and he know's that I place my cross there for him, his brothers and sister.

Job done...I headed on to my next job, the management of our call centre operation for the day.

I dare say I've hit on this theme before but a polling day in a campaign HQ is always a long drawn out process at the best of times. The action is out there, on the streets. I've been dreading my job in campaign HQ today for months...the stakes are high, the nerves are shredded the hours pass more slowly and all the time the nervous energy is building.

Around 7pm I needed to get out for a wee walk around the block and that was a walk. The air and atmosphere outside was electric. As is my norm, I called Mr R on my stroll. We talked of the kids day, how the technicalities of my call centre operation were going and then we dared to dream...the feeling about me in the Cannongate and outdide the Parliament tonight was indescribable, positive, vibrant, hopeful...WE were coming out of a pretty intense year where Mr R had been my rock. I remember saying to him, "What an energy is out here, what if we actually do this. We've changed the World." The anticipation was too much and my emotions took over, for a minute. But I've been in this game too long to call elections...I'll wait on the RO's declaration before I believe it.

Equilibrium restored with a walk around the Parliament and a chat with Mr R I headed back to the office for pizza and the remainder of my call centre operation.

When polls closed at 10pm I headed over to Our Dynamic Earth to await the results.