This presidential election has been exhausting. Damn thing has been going on for two years. As I long ago stated, I'll vote for Trump. That's about it. I'm not a campaigner. Here's my long, tedious essay explaining why I'm voting for The Donald. Not much has changed since I wrote that bit.
The furor on social media over the election wore me out a few weeks ago. Maybe being sick had something to do with that.
Truth is, I'm feeling pretty jolly. No cancer! Yay! I'm going to live a little while longer. But, I'm not entirely likely to live through the next president's term. If he/she goes to two terms, my chances are dim indeed.
Bloodlust crept into the electoral process this year. Everybody's itching for a fight, and lots of people are ready to bust heads and shoot people. What in the fuck do I need with that shit?
I'm just an old Mr. Mom grandpa. It's no longer my business to fix the world. Maybe my grandkids can do that.
I'm trying to focus nowadays on what's really important and relevant to me. Politics is pretty far down the list. No matter who's president, I've got a good (if not that long) life ahead of me. I'm going to be teaching and playing with my grandkids and bundling them off to school in the morning.
I'll be moving into my new in-law apartment with my daughter, son-in-law and grandkids within a few months. Might wait until I sell the house in Woodstock. Might not.
My remaining time is short. Gotta focus on the important things. I'm looking forward to getting un-Woodstuck.