The Day After

This is the second post-election post (What? Two “posts” in one sentence? Self, you are really losing it!) that self has written today.

The first one was written at 4 a.m. Self had crashed on the couch, before Obama’s speech (Thank you, Luisa Igloria, for being kind enough to forward the text). When she woke up, she was on the bed, with no memory of how she had gotten from Point A to Point B on her own — presumably hubby had not lifted her, so she had somehow perambulated to the bedroom without once opening her eyes. Or maybe she had opened her eyes, but was so exhausted she didn’t know her eyes were open.

She does know this: she woke at least twice before 4 a.m., and each time, the first thought that came to her was: “He’s the President.” And then this thought was immediately followed by such a feeling of ease and contentment that self was able to fall back asleep with no trouble whatsoever. And self wrote all this, oh so much more eloquently, in her first post. But after a few hours she decided to delete it (as she often does — oh, those itchy fingers of self! So ready to press the “Delete” key at all times!)

Early yesterday evening, self called son in Cal Poly: she wanted to make sure he had mailed in his ballot. He said he had, by priority mail. Last week.

Some time later, but before the polls in California had closed, self got an e-mail from Penny in New York, sent from her Blackberry. Penny asked: “Do you think California’s going to go for him? Go, Obama!”

Self replied: “California’s blue, blue, blue all the way!”

After Pelosi went live from Washington, D.C. to announce Obama as our 44th President, self got another e-mail from Penny: “THANK YOU CALIFORNIA!”

Today was one of those days that start off nice and then build and build to a fever pitch of tension, all having to do with there not being enough hours in the day to do prep for self’s three classes on the morrow. In the middle of an afternoon errand run, self found herself in the Safeway parking lot. And someone in some car was playing some mellow sixties tune at full blast. And the sun was shining (or trying to). And self thought how different the world seems today, and how happy she is to hear that sort of music.

WordPress had its own virtual election, and here’s how the votes broke down:

Barack Obama and Joe Biden: 69%
John McCain and Sarah Palin: 24%
Ralph Nader and Matt Gonzalez: 3%
Robert Barr and Wayne Root: 2%
Cynthia McKinney and Rosa Clemente: 1%
Charles Baldwin and Darrell Castle: 1%

About the results, self has only one query: Who is Charles Baldwin???

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