Feeling Big & Strong

I voted early today and despite the rumors of it taking half a day to do so, I was in and out in under an hour. I also managed to do some campaigning for my dad while I was waiting in line. Well, until I got to the sign that said I had to stop. Of course, when I got home my brain told me I should get all excited about staying up late to see who won. My brain and I had to have a little conversation about early voting and how this wasn't really election day. I'm not sure my brain believed me. I've decided I'm going to have to buy a bottle of wine on Monday; I don't know how else I will get through Tuesday. And I don't drink. But I'm tense already and I figure I'll either need to celebrate or drown my sorrow. Either way, I anticipate very little sleep. I don't think there's been a presidential election in my lifetime that matters so damned much; I'm going to see this one through.
I'm nervous; terribly nervous.