I remember exactly where I was four years ago: 

• Four years ago, I was scared to go to my bank for fear there would be a sign on the door saying it was closed for business.  I resisted the urge to take every penny out of the bank and put it under my bed or buy gold bullion.
• Four years ago, it looked as if I was going to lose every cent of investment in my home because housing prices were dropping faster than Clint used to drop his pants back in the day.  Thank goodness the foreclosure signs are no longer popping up every month in my neighborhood and people are beginning to buy some of the foreclosed homes.  For every foreclosed home, my home lost value.  I know its creeping back up now.
• Four and a half years ago, my sister and her two children moved in with me because she lost her job and had been unemployed for several months. Thank goodness for the extended unemployment benefits or she would have lost her car, and her credit would have been so bad that she never would have gotten another decent job. She recently found a job. It isn’t the job she lost, but at least it’s not on its way overseas. Maybe part of that is because Romney has been busy running for office. 
• Four years ago, I was shaking in my boots every time I traveled by air.  I know things are still happening, like the soldiers plotting to kill the President right here at a Georgia Army base, but I sleep better knowing the Bin Laden is dead.  Given the inflammatory and often false rhetoric of GOP talking heads and the apocalypse commercials, it is a wonder that we don’t hear about more assassination attempts.
• “Four years ago, my 401k looked as if I might be retiring on Social Security; it still bounces around but I’m no longer crying myself to sleep every night.  I’m just glad my Social Security and Medicare wasn’t tied up in all that mess. If that had been the case, the seniors in this country would really be in a mess with no hope of climbing out—not even slowly. “
• “Four years ago, I thought I my child might be drafted to fight in an unwarranted war— a war neither Mitt Romney nor his children would ever fight.”
• Four years ago, I thought our country might end up under the leadership of John McCain and Sarah Palin, because Mitt Romney didn’t fight harder to do what was ultimately left in the hands of President Obama.  One thing I can say about Ron Paul, he isn’t going down without a fight.  Mitt Romney went down without so much as a whimper. Where was all if this new found energy and commitment to America four years ago when the real apocalypse was on the horizon?

I’m glad to see everyone will soon be paying their fair share of insurance costs.   I have to say that I was more than a little miffed about having to pay for my insurance while others, some who make more than I, passed on coverage.  They were content with going to the Emergency Room and having the taxpayer pick up the tab.  But then, why should they pay for insurance, if they don’t have to?  Mitt Romney doesn’t have to pay taxes; what’s the difference?  If they don’t pay then I pay and if he doesn’t pay then I pay.  It isn’t rocket science. 

Sometimes I feel invisible just like Clint Eastwood conveyed in his little performance the other night—just like the GOP crowd acknowledged with their laughter and applause.  But I am not invisible.  Just like that pretty, smart lady, Melissa Harris Perry said, I’m just as important to this economy as the Mitt Romney’s—there are millions of me and we are the makers and the consumers.  Without me, this economy doesn’t work and without them it doesn’t work.  The difference is that it’s harder for me to run overseas and take care of my family.  I don’t have the resources to sit on the sidelines the way Mitt’s buddies have done for the last four years while our soldiers have been overseas dying for their freedoms.   It’s a shame and a scandal… an absolute disgrace—nothing to be applauded and praised.

I know exactly where I was four years ago.