It looks like the counting is nearly over, and Biden/Harris have won. All the news outlets are reporting it, and it seems like a done deal.

It is a huge and critical victory, Harris is a historic vp-elect and Biden will be a terrific president. So why am I still so miserable?

First and foremost because the rug has been pulled out from under us so many times this year that I feel twice-shy about this election. Until there is a concession or the votes are certified I think I will continue to feel off-balance.

Then of course there's the Senate and the Supreme Court. I suppose there's still a chance that Georgia will save us from a red Senate, but I hold out very little hope for that to happen. And without the Senate it seems unlikely that any reforms can happen to the court. (In fact I wouldn't be at all surprised to see (at least) two years of pure obstruction on absolutely everything.)

And third, who knows what further chaos and damage 45 will cause between now and inauguration day. Some people are speculating that he'll just get mad and slink off into the sunset with his tail between his legs, but I don't see that happening. I think that he is going to try to cause as much damage to the country and the world as he can in the time remaining. (Remember in January when all we were worried about was him starting WW3?)

I want to be celebrating. I feel like we should be celebrating. But I'm not ready. I'm not sure when I will be.