Thank you, Wisconsin, for:
-Making cheese so readily available. And then deep frying it.
-Teaching me how to keep my feet warm despite crazy low temperatures (answer: boots + regular crew socks + boot socks...and even with all that, you only get an hour and a half at MOST before you feel frostbite creeping up on you).
-Taking me down memory lane, to a time when Dad would yell CONSTANTLY at the other drivers on 2-land back roads. Turns out he wasn't having a psychotic break; drivers in the Midwest really are that bad.
-The connections I've made here. The people I work with - union employees and the locals - are AMAZING and I can't even begin to express how much I'm going to miss them.
Friday's my last day, then I'm going to Chicago to see family (because I've been SO CLOSE for this whole time but have been working 14-hour days every day, and haven't had a chance). Then, finally, and a little bit regretfully, home.