Screw Being Professional

I am absolutely exhausted after having woken up at 5 am, excited and nervous about today.

This afternoon I was running around all about town but watched the morning festivities earlier in the day. What made me laugh, what made me cry, and feel all verklempt was this:

When the Obamas (and CNN) went inside for the fancy lunch with 200 people, I saw a line of waiters standing against the wall, waiting to pour drinks and serve food. They were, for all intents and purposes, the hired help. They were not there to say anything inspiring, nobody expected them to stir emotions in people.

I saw them, this line of people standing to the side, all in the same white jackets. All of them with huge grins on their faces. Every last one looking excited to do their jobs.

When do you ever see waitstaff so eager to throw down plates of food? Never. Until now.

I have to go to bed now, and cry with relief that George has gone home, that McCain and Crazy Sarah didn't move in, and that our country has a chance now. Happy Obama, everyone.