Today I am thankful for a quiet house and a bit of peace.
It’s been a busy few weeks, both at work and at home, made more busy, loud and pressing by the noise of non-stop political phone calls, campaign ads on television and radio, and political signs popping up in yards all over the neighborhood. I’m a little sleep-deprived this morning from staying up late to watch the election returns. It was a late night, although not as late here as for the folks on the East Coast, since we stayed up long enough to watch Mitt Romney give his concession speech at 11:30 p.m. (which was 1:30 a.m. for my friends in Eastern Time).
This morning started early and is uber-busy but at least things are quieter. I watched a few more election results over a 6 a.m. coffee and then headed to my computer to begin my work day. I’m amazed at how much quieter the house feels now that the phone has stopped ringing. It will take me a while to decompress, though, I suspect.
I’m still boycotting Facebook because I turned out to be wrong in thinking that the day after the election, people would stop talking about it. Silly me, I should have known better. There’s an interesting combination of political opinions in my friends, from the far left to the far right, and their reactions were starting as soon as people arose this morning. There’s a mixture of jubilance and despair.
One thing I do know is this – whether you’re happy about the outcome of the election or not, we will be okay. America is a strong country full of smart people and if we can find ways to stop shouting and start working together, we can work miracles. All of this positioning and pushing for only our own agendas isn’t healthy.
As for me, I’m just happy to have my peace and quiet back. And after a two-week break from Facebook, I have found that I have a lot more time and better concentration when I’m not on it. So, you might find me sneaking back in from time to time to update my friends on what I’ve blogged about, but that might be about it for a while. If you miss me, you just might have to pick up the phone. And wouldn’t that be a nice change of pace?
P.S. As a friend of mine aptly said, “Colorado is blue and smoking a doobie.” Isn’t that an interesting result?