So we woke up this morning and the world felt like a better place.
Yesterday was a day of frustrations and niggles- the ongoing saga of our flooding washing machine pipe; the mice that have inexplicably returned to our kitchen; the plumber that charged me £104 for doing sod all; the dentist that is going to charge me £200 for doing not very much (I think I may retrain as a plumber or dentist); the online bank account application that took me hours and then didn't appear to have worked. Not to mention the impossible freelance feature I have taken on that requires getting comment from people who are never in a million years going to speak to me; the fact that Littleboy 1 seems to be getting up twice a night at the moment and that both Littleboys have decided that jumping on the sofa is the most productive way to spend the half-hour between bath and bedtime.
But all was forgotten on hearing the US election result. He has a hell of a lot to live up to, but Obama seems like one of the good guys. OK, so telling his kids he'd bought them a puppy in the middle of his victory speech was straight out of a cheesy Hollywood script. But then again, Hollywood hasn't come up with many good scripts recently (we went to see Quantum of Solace last weekend - I rest my case). Right now, we need a bit of feelgood. The decision of the American voters definitely provides it.
And, as our trip to the US looks more and more likely, I'm personally glad we're not going to be living in a land where the majority of people voted for a crazed hockey mom.