Is anyone else as exhausted as I am?

After my crazed cleaning of the bathroom yesterday, I removed all the hardware from our now-defunct mini blinds and installed all of the new hardware – with a 30+ year old drill and an old-fashioned screwdriver. Note to self: ask for new drill that all drives in screws for Christmas. I’m not kidding, my hands are so sore from using a screwdriver to secure all of the hardware on five windows. And I messed up on one of them, had to remove the screws, reposition it, and do it all over again – twice. But they’re up and they work beautifully. I got them online from Select Blinds and I’m very happy with them. (You can’t see them, they’re under the shades.) We still have to order blinds for our bedroom and the bathroom, but they’re hanging in there, so I’m going to wait.

Meanwhile, Don was trying to deal with some issues with his car and also had to replace the handle on the downstairs toilet. I know that all of that crazed energy came from lack of sleep and waiting for the election results. By the end of the day we had crashed. I’m really sore from contorting my body in order to reach the windows and having to kneel on the sideboard (pictured above) because it’s too heavy to move. (Kneeling hurts my knees these days.) Don is sore, too. So we’re taking it easy today but I woke up too early – again – and couldn’t turn my brain off.

Meredith arrived at the house of one of the children she treats to find a big sign on their fence with OM photoshopped to look like Rambo. They’re Trumpers, of course. OM was a draft dodger, for heaven’s sake. He can’t even lift a glass of water with one hand.

These people are deluded and sad cult members.

Let’s get back to basic facts:

If a deadly virus is airborne, you wear a mask.

If an election has just occurred, you count all the votes.

Simple.

And so we wait. And wait. OM is doing exactly what was predicted, filing frivolous lawsuits trying to stop the counting of votes. The spineless GOP is finally starting to edge away from him. Too little, too late, traitors – we won’t forget.

But it’s getting warmer here and it’s sunny! I moved the porch plants back outside yesterday and seeing the sun surely helps during all of this.

Thinking of all of you. Hang in there.

Stay safe.

Happy Thursday.

Who woke up at 4:15 am, got up, started scrolling Twitter, had a cup of coffee, and then cleaned the bathroom at 6:30 am? Yours truly. Since I absolutely hate cleaning the bathroom, you have to know I was desperate to have something to do.

I went to bed despondent. But now I’m feeling hopeful. We don’t know the outcome of the Senate races yet as Georgia will have run-offs. And it looks like Biden is on track to win from what I’m seeing this morning.

Yes, we have a “two-bit dictator” (quote from Barack Obama) declaring victory and trying to stop the vote counting. Ultimately, that won’t happen.

What is upsetting and troubling and mind-boggling is that so many people voted for OM knowing what we know about him. 230,000 dead from COVID apparently doesn’t matter. All of his crimes apparently don’t matter. His racism. His xenophobia. His crimes. His grift. His misogyny. His treatment of immigrants. Children in cages. None of it matters to these people. It’s shocking, but maybe I shouldn’t be shocked.

We are a divided nation.

Anyway, I’m thinking of all of you, praying that the outcome is what I think it’s going to be. Wisconsin seems like it’s going for Biden. So does Michigan.

Let’s all take a deep breath. Ready? Breathe in, hold, breathe out.

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.

This morning, I was scrolling through Instagram and came upon the Stories for both Joe Biden and Kamala Harris, which highlighted their final events yesterday. And I found myself crying. Crying at the enormity of this day, a day I thought would never come. At the goodness of Biden and Harris and all those who have worked tirelessly for them.

I really have nothing more to say or to add to what I’ve already said over the past 5 years. No one who knows me has any question as to how I feel.

Today will be a long, long day. And tomorrow will be as well. I mentioned my mantra to Vicki in a response to one of her comments. At first it was “Please, God. Please, God. Please, God.” But I don’t believe God intervenes in elections. If she did, why did we have Hitler or Stalin or Mussolini or Idi Amin? We have free will. It’s up to us. So “Please, God” was more a plea about goodness prevailing. The goodness that I believe is in all of us. It’s just that in some people, it’s been overwhelmed by fear and ignorance.

So my plea became “Love wins. Love wins. Love wins.” And I have to believe deep down in my very essence that it does.

So we’ll wait together, all of us, hoping and praying and invoking the power of whatever we believe in to guide and support us as we wait to see this corrupt monster removed from office.

I’m thinking of all of you today. May you find pockets of peace today. We’re stocked up on chocolate (sugar-free in my case) and chips and popcorn. Yesterday, I installed new mini blinds in the office. Today, I’ll do the same thing in the living room. It will keep me busy.

Take a walk. Hug your children or significant other or dog or cat.

See you on the other side.

Much love today and always.

Stay safe.

Happy Tuesday,