One thing is for sure: tomorrow in the United States, about a half of us will read the headlines and suffer minor depression. My political science friends and general news junkies will suffer a bout of "What in the world will I do now?" after watching the show for nearly two years. What a let-down it will be to move on to such topics as, well, we'll have to figure that out tomorrow. The current state of the economy is certainly in the mix of news to watch, but what would that topic do to our mental health?
This situation actually reminds me of a comment an Undergraduate professor made to me far too many years ago. I had just finished with a big event in college, was in her class, and probably looked like I could be knocked over with a feather from exhaustion. She asked what I would be doing next. I gave her a blank stare. She said, "This is sort of like postpartum depression. You spend nine months carrying a baby, give birth, and then say "Now what?" I must contact her to let her know that's not at all what postpartum depression is like. Hopefully too all of our angst tomorrow over today's decision and over the question of "What's next?" will be minor like mine was in college.
To get one last little Election '08 fix we are actually venturing out to my father's house. He has this fancy new technology called "satellite T.V." When he turns on his television set he gets channels. We get "snow," something I have found does not suck my time like those new-fangled channels do. I would consider eating popcorn for the occasion, but it's a cruel thing when your pop is on a low carb diet. I would also consider hot toddies and use the current rainstorm as a veiled excuse for them, but someone once told me that I probably shouldn't get drunk while pregnant. We're really limited here without high-carb snacks and hard liquor, but frankly our potential case of mild depression tomorrow may be better if he don't throw a hang-over in on top of it.
For my part, I am not sure whether I'll be more surprised by an African American president, a woman Vice President, or Indiana going Democratic. It also looks like I may well be changing some summer plans since friend was planning to be married this summer here in California may need to go with a "Plan B." Chickens of California will likely be free to flap their wings with Prop 2 and, in their honor, we just acquired twenty-five chicks to provide us with an abundance of quiche this spring. I must get a picture while they are in their super-cute phase.
In any case, I hope you are not one of half the nation experiencing minor depression tomorrow, particularly if you and I agree on politics because, of course, that would mean I will be facing it too. ;) Remember too that alcohol is a depressant and though I'd be right there with you if I were not in a family way, I can take the high road today and say that it's best to say "No."
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