November 05, 2008

A New Beginning

Last night I received a half dozen telephone calls from friends and family in varying states of happiness/despair. Some were ecstatic at the results of the election and others were mortified. Around the blogosphere I noticed much of the same, a mix of euphoria and shock.

I had intended to live blog the event. I had planned on taking the time to jot down my thoughts as the results poured in, but just didn't have the energy. I am just exhausted. So many things have been happening around me that I just didn't have the drive to say much of anything.

Frankly I don't feel all that different this morning. Feels a bit like I have been on a rollercoaster and I am growing tired of it. It is hard to maintain an even keel when every time you feel like you have made progress something happens and you feel like the rug has been pulled out from under you again.

It reminds me of watching Charlie Brown try to kick that football. He goes into it with good faith and everytime he does Lucy pulls it away and he finds himself flat on his back. Confession, sometimes I root for him to kick Lucy in the head.

I can just see it, "Sorry Lucy I was aiming for where I thought you'd put the ball and accidentally missed it." And with a shrug of the shoulders and a smirk he walks off. Turnabout is fair play, isn't it.

Anyhoo, I thought that McCain gave a great speech last night. It was very classy and heartfelt. Had that come out at the debates I think that he might have fared better, but who knows.

Yesterday my son kept referring to "Central McCain" and "Central Obama." At first I thought that he was referring to their campaign headquarters and then I realized that he wasn't familar with the word "senator" and was repeating what he thought that he had heard.

Just looked at the title of this post and laughed. It is pretty hokey, nothing like a nice cliche to start the day. And that is all I have to say about that.


therapydoc said...

I'm embarrassed that I let the whole thing happen and didn't say boo on my blog about it. I thought the whole idea of blogging was to look back at it as a memoir. One idea, I guess.

Jack said...

Good use of feeling words. ;) How was that. Am I ready to be a social worker?

The blog serves whatever purpose you want it to serve.