If a baby were president, there’d be no taxes…there’d be no war…

…and the presidential race would’ve been over a long time ago. A newborn baby has an attention span of just a few seconds, and as they grow that first year, they are capable of focusing on something for a whopping 15 minutes before moving on.

All this to say that I have to admit that I’m suffering from electoral exhaustion. Don’t get me wrong – I love my candidate. I have knocked on hundreds of doors, made countless phone calls, registered scores of voters, sported buttons and t-shirts, carved his emblem in a pumpkin, and even had his slogan tattooed on my arm (for those of you keeping score at home, it’s “Yes We Can”). I’m kind of a big fan. But I can’t wait for this election to be over. It’s consuming the media, my neighborhood, my coworkers, my children, my self. And I want my life back. We’ve been at this for years. And yet these last few days seem like too much to take. I have bills to pay, friends to see, laundry to fold. But if I let up now, with 7 days to go, will I regret it later?

According to the campaign, these last few days are crucial. I have election day off of work so that I can knock on more doors and make more phone calls. That’s right…election day. How is it that people are still undecided? After nearly 3 years, you have no idea who best represents you? There’s some bit of information you have yet to hear? Some speech yet to be parodied on SNL? What’s the hold up?

Or is it possible that, like a baby, you’ve gotten bored and moved onto something else?