I am a night person with insomniac tendencies. I rarely make it to bed by 11. I wake up several times a night, and begin nearly every day exhausted.
Last night when it was only 9, I became unbelievably tired. I made my way upstairs to our bedroom. I laid in bed staring at the ceiling. I was so damn mentally fatigued from thinking about this election.
My husband came up with the laptop. “Is there anything you want to know?”
“Yes,” I told him. “Virginia. I want to know what is happening in Virginia.”
We pulled up the live count of the ballots.
McCain was up by 8,000.
One minute later, we hit the “Refresh” button. They were counting Fairfax County.
McCain up by 4,000.
McCain up by 2,000.
Then, a switch. Obama up by 1,000.
Obama up by 3,000.
I told my husband to wake me up when he came to bed and tell me who won.
I fell into a restless sleep.
A little after 11, he crawled in next to me and said, “Obama. They are all now projecting it’s Obama.”
I slept for the next 7.5 hours straight, only waking when the alarm went off.
It’s the best night sleep I’ve had in years.