House Cleaning

I find myself in a surprisingly melancholy mood
this morning, unable to thoroughly rejoice in last night's referendum. Perhaps after two years of unprecedented fiscal impairment, it's simply unreasonable to merely flip a switch, put on a contrived smiley face, & expel a much needed sigh of relief. After all, we are anything but out of the woods.

I believe House Minority Leader, John Boehner, expressed it best yesterday, when he stated (Chess paraphrasing) "This is no time to celebrate." He went on to remind Republicans of their second chance they have been given, & how no one should rejoice until jobs return, debt is lowered, & the bleeding stops (again, Chess paraphrasing).

Surprisingly, emotions overcame the Congressman at one point during his victory speech. Good to see, as I dig weakness & vulnerability...particularly in older, stoic, battle hardened men, such as Boehner. But I digress.

It has been stated, without the desert, we would never appreciate the rain. What a gruelling, exhausting, two years it has been for our crippled nation. But after last night, twenty twelve is looking better every day.