Keep 'em crossed. There is still hope.

This crap is almost over.

Thank the holy lord above. 

I know. Blah Blah Blah. It's history in the making... I'm not stoked. 

As much as I don't like this crap, my children will ask me about this someday. This is a change of an era... even though I may not feel one way or another. I voted. Yes, I did. But I had an anxiety attack in the booth. I didn't stick to the 15 minute limit. I stood there for at least twenty minutes staring at my options for president. The feeling that came over me? Disappointed. Disappointed in my peers for simply jumping on the bandwagon. Disappointed with our choices. Disappointed with the lack of effort. Disappointed in the smear tactics. 

Yep, simply put, disappointed. But I made a decision. 

And tonight, when all of the votes are in, I will still be disappointed. 

In the morning? Ecstatic! Simply because it is snowing, and they are big flakes. 

In this atmosphere of terrible campaigning... at least we can hope for snow.