Ch*nge

It’s the day after the election and half of the country is calling in sick or threatening international relocation. The other half is dancing on their desks or buying drinks for strangers in bars.

I think collectively we are all spent. Actually, most of us were maxed out by the end of the summer.

Then, the economy crashed.

And, I held my breath through the debates and the ups and downs of my (teeny) stock portfolio. I dutifully recycled the endless campaign mailings and read A LOT of Huffington Post.

Then, I voted.

And, by yesterday at 11PM, it was all over. It was (depending on what commentator you were watching) either "an" historic event, or "a" historic event. And, I feel like we can breathe again.

Well, most are breathing. Today my roommate said that she is awaiting the arrival of locusts, pestilence, and blood red rivers. That’s a quote. I think she forgot to take her anti-drama pill this morning. And, if you’re not breathing, at least you’re feeling something.

So, in celebration of the end of election season, I’m…

- Banning “change” from the blog
- Taking a two week break from CNN.com
- Avoiding my cranky roommate

God bless America and all that stuff.