Man I love Wisconsin. The place, the people, the beer and beer drinkin games, the golf, the porches, the polka dancing, the fishing, the biergartens, the farms. . . you guys have it so good.
Was literally feeling my eyes welling up in the shower this morning. The dread of returning to work after being gone for almost 2 weeks, after spending all that time with people you love like family, dare I say as much or even more in one instance. I barely made it back on the plane, was seriously googling **** like "what happens when a 41 yo runs away from home?"
I don't think I'm going to be able to wait until 2019 to come back. This might have to be an annual thing.