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6 November 2020 23:52 - "No peace I find"
rosefox: A woman with words running through her head nonstop. (agitated)
I genuinely love being back on Twitter for the collective wait for the election results to be incontrovertible and complete and done, but also I woke up at 9 a.m. and didn't get out of bed until after noon. I'm glad I got out of the house at 3, while there was still sunlight. I was jittery and bouncy enough to walk four miles without really thinking about it. (Working at a standing desk is clearly improving my leg strength and stamina. That walk would have been more taxing even a couple of months ago, and J and I are taking fewer evening walks than we used to because he's going to bed earlier, so standing gets all the credit.)

I liked Biden's little chat tonight, though waiting three hours for it was hard, but I want to hear the real speech, the one that ends with balloons and confetti. I want Kit to see Kamala Harris give her first speech as VP-elect. I have mixed feelings about both Biden and Harris, but they act like reasonable human beings and that counts for a lot these days. I hope we get four years of the lovely gender role reversal of Biden being warm and caring and inclusive while Harris cleans house. The criminal justice system in this country sucks, but it's what we have at the moment, and we didn't just vote out a crook, we voted in a prosecutor.

I really wanted Stacey Abrams to be the VP pick, but I sure am glad she was doing what she was doing in Georgia. Not being able to phonebank more was frustrating, but I did one round of 30 calls to Georgia on Election Day, and the one voter I managed to speak with was so fervent and hopeful. I hope she's having a good week.

Tonight was supposed to be my first night of going to bed at 11:30 and getting up at 8 ("going to bed" means "being in my room ready for bed", which is easier to time and track than when I actually lie down and turn out the light), and now it's 12:30 and I'm still out on the couch. The challenge I always face when trying to go to bed is wanting there to be some sort of neat and tidy ending to the evening. Now here it is Friday night and we haven't even had an end to Tuesday yet. It's a wonder I've gotten any sleep this week at all.

I just want it done.
 
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