One Week

It's been one week since my last posting, and what a week it was! From the excitement, anticipation and hopefullness (is that a word?) before the election, to the sadness and hateful feelings that have emerged as we must look at GWB for one more term (minus a few days and counting). The exhilaration of working at the polls in a busy election cannot be conveyed, helping new voters, being part of the process -- a long day, with some creepy people (one of whom was a fellow poll worker) and some really thoughtful, positive folks. Fact is, I cannot wait to do it again. I cried at concession speeches, cursed at victory speeches and basically, felt the range of emotions that the Edwards family had to have experienced all in one day. The emails that followed that fateful day were a swarm of thank yous, energizing comments about fellow volunteers and the future.
A personal letdown, certainly, as the time and energy directed at the campaign process is over. What is next? New volunteer options? Helping a friend through breast cancer? Cleaning and organizing the house so we can invite people over and not have to apologize about the chaos? Classes at a new, nearby spinning studio? Planting a November garden? Hmmmmm. I am thinking about all these things and more. Procrastination is really a horrible thing, even if self imposed.