Comeuppance springs to mind. That which goes around having gone around, now comes the season of reaping that which they so gleefully and brazenly sewed when they were "in power." Time to reacquaint ourselves with wielding total control over the whole shebang, while doing our best not to take too much obvious pleasure in the writhing, kvetching, sniveling mishegoss going on across the aisle.
I say, I think we shall, shan't we? Now where did I leave that darn schadenfreude?
We can only hope. They must prepare for this battle and not wing it.
“Now where did I leave that darn schadenfreude?”
I never lose track of mine! It flows like an artesian well.