I don't know why I thought the presidential inauguration would be at night—something about me believing that the whole world sets its watch by prime-time television (even though my tv doesn't even work). This morning, Christopher told me I was silly, that Obama would be sworn in first thing. You don't show up late at night for your first day of work.
And even though this morning's schedule had less to do with Obama's character and more to do with the way the inauguration works, I'm glad that he woke up early and got started being our president already. He has a lot to do. I hope his first day on the job forecasts many more early mornings and optimistic outlooks in the days to come. Heaven knows we need them.