In my happy place and weeping

I can't begin to tell you how emotional I am at the moment, especially when I realize that it's not just me, it's the whole goddamn country. Everything I read about and see on TV and hear on the radio---people are saying good riddance to the nightmare we've endured for eight long years. It's an emotional roller coaster ride that the whole world seems to be on. My lips are constantly turned up in happy smile, except for that brief moment when they involuntarily turn down to accommodate the waterworks. I have to pinch myself to realize that today is the very last time we have to look at Bush.
Normally this is my time for Tennis--it being my big passion when it comes to sports I like to play and watch, but this year, with this Obama stuff going on 24 seven, the tennis is playing second fiddle. And yet, the Australian Open with all the American announcers prattling away in the background while I write, kind of makes the world seem much smaller, and me feel closer to Oz than usual.
It wasn't until I went for a late run to the shop that I realized that we were worlds apart, because of the difference in the weather. Everyone was talking about the heat in Australia, it was quite a shock when the cold air hit me, in fact I almost fell, slipping on our icy steps. I could barely find the car in the thick fog, covered in half an inch of ice.
Today I will reign my crankiness in--because no matter how bad I'll feel on Wednesday, tomorrow will be a fantastic day, one that I'm incredibly glad to witness at lose range.