GOTV WEEKEND

Well, it is the eve of the Election. The first Presidential election I haven't been a part of working since 1996. I know friends who are out there hitting the streets, prepping for the war room and GOTV election day operations. I, on the other hand, am updating my blog after putting the kid to bed.

I'm listening to the television and can hear the ads running non-stop. We get New Hampshire ads because the media market covers the region. The US Senate race up there has been nasty for weeks and now both candidates are throwing their last desperate punches before the bell rings.

I'm relaxed, and exhausted from other reasons than past election eves. People ask me if I miss it. Sometimes I do. I miss the intensity of a campaign. Its pulse that flows faster than normal lives. I miss the camaraderie that a campaign brings, as people connect; and for better or worse, become familial. I don't feel the personal sacrifice and the anxiety that goes with so much personal investment, not working this cycle. I don't worry (in the same way) how people are going to vote because I no longer contribute my life to it. I'm able to watch from the outside. It doesn't mean that I don't care. I'm voting and encourage everyone I know to vote (and vote Democrat). However, I have my own constituent who needs me and with whom my sacrifice is no sacrifice at all.