Well, it's almost over. There are 23 days left before Election Day 2012, and then I'm coming home.
I've been looking forward to this since I left. Actually, I've been looking forward to this since I figured out where Crookston was (way too frickin far away, as it turns out).
The last 5 months have been interesting at their best, terrifying at their worst, and enlightening all the way through. I've met some awesome people, been yelled at at millions of doors, seen the ugliest of all lawn decorations, and found out that I have a favorite (and least favorite) type of screen door. I've learned how to order people around without them catching on to the fact that I'm telling them what to do, I've learned how to cram 17 tons of stuff in a tiny little apartment, and I've learned that you should never door knock in 100 degree weather with a migraine (you'll throw up in a constituent's bushes and you will probably not get their vote).
Most of all, I've learned what I can and can't live without. I can live without TV, actual homemade food, a conveniently located Macy's, and any semblance of control over my life. What I can't live without is simpler: my family (and soon-to-be family). My family, my boyfriend, and his family have been absolutely priceless during my time up in the northwestern boondocks. My family has put up with my infrequent trips home, my wonderful boyfriend has been up here every time he could get away, and and his family has made me feel like I really am part of the family. I've done a lot of thinking since I got up here in May, and I've just realized how amazing they all are, and I never tell them that. So if you guys are reading this, thank you for everything you've done and continue to do to make this possible. I love you guys!
