For a 3 1/2 day week, that was long. And I knew 2025 was going to be a mess, but I didn’t anticipate 2 domestic terrorism events in the first 12 hours. I am so heartbroken for the families of those who died, and for those who were hurt.

And in true, maddening American fashion, January 2nd it was full speed ahead as though nothing had happened. My entire adult life, every time something Very Bad has happened, it’s always “get back to work, press on, keep going, cause if you’re sad the Bad People win” and I suspect it’s because if we were really allowed to stop everything and truly grieve and reflect – we’d burn the country to the ground.

Myself, I found myself at work careening between “welp, gotta get shit done” and wanting to scream “what the fuck are we doing?”

I get that the world still spins on it’s axis, the bins need to get out, the pets need to be fed, dinner still needs to be made. But we so need to give ourselves the time and space to even breathe.

And on the heels of all this, it hit me that Monday is certification day. “But why would you worry, the Republicans won?” Because even though they won, their base is still fucking mad about it. The only saving grace that I think will keep stupidity to a minimum is that we’ll be getting somewhere between 5 to 10 inches of snow starting Sunday night.

I still won’t let 2025 break me.