Both Sides of the Fence

A Tosa resident since 1991, Christine walks the dog, cooks but avoids housework, writes and reads, and enjoys the company of friends and strangers. Her job takes her around the state, learning about people's health. A Quaker (no, they don't wear blue hats or sell oatmeal or motor oil), she has been known to stand on both sides of the political and philosophic fence at the same time, which is very uncomfortable when you think about it. She writes about pretty much whatever stops in to visit her busy mind at the moment. One reader described her as "incredibly opinionated but not judgmental." That sounds like a good thing to strive for!

The day after the night before


I fell asleep early last night, exhausted from work and saturated with elaborate election speculation by talking heads on TV. But around 11 the ping of my cellphone woke me as my son texted one word: OBAMA.

Back to sleep, feeling somewhat relieved. But not elated. There's hard work to be done by everyone. That doesn't change, no matter who's in office. What changes is the willingness and ability to do it. I'm hoping for less opposition, more cooperation, and working toward the important goals that matter.

You can always dream.

Meanwhile, I'd like to suggest that "our guy" is seldom as good as we hope, and "their guy" is seldom as bad as we fear.  Time to crank down the hysteria, while cranking up our insistence on truth and stellar judgment that will promote the general welfare of people in this good nation.

And now, treadmill. Coffee. Work. Eat. Right foot, left foot. Right foot, left foot.

Look up and around at the beautiful world. Laugh. Give thanks. Be kind. Sleep.

That's my plan, and I'm sticking to it.

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