So today is the big day. Election Day in the U.S.A. I’ve been waiting for it for 4 years and God almighty will I be glad when it’s over. But, it won’t really be over, it never is for those who spent every minute of the day obsessing of what the government is going to do, not doing, planning to do, failing to plan.
Of course I want to know who will be our President come January. But I think I’ll get over it. No matter who wins. I’m sitting firmly on the fence right now. Obama has some good ideas and some idea I don’t care for at all. The same goes for Romney.
The Hubman and I are heading out to vote in a while and that’s when the hammer falls. I’ll have to make the decision. Voting is so much more final than say ordering food in a restaurant. You can’t take a look at what’s on your plate and say “Uh, I don’t think I want this after all, would you be kind enough to take this away and bring me a salad, and a double martini while you’re at it?”
OK, it’s so maybe it’s downright scary. This is the first time in my life that I really gave a hoot who became president. I can’t tell if it’s because I’m older now and have lived to see the consequences of past choices for president. Or maybe it’s because I live with a politico-obsessive who sees the harbinger of doom peeking out from under every rock. It’s impossible to live with another person and not be affected to some extent by their outlook on life.
So what will tomorrow bring? It will bring another day. That’s the only thing I can reasonably sure of.