Home from the holidays

So for the past three weeks, I've been in Ohio for the holidays.  My family and I stayed with my maternal grandparents.  I always love visiting my Ohio relatives as well as staying in my grandparents' house.
With my father being in the army up until a few years ago, my family has been uprooted and moved several times in my life, but that house in Ohio, and all my loud, Italian relatives have always been a comforting constant.

But man, after three weeks in that small house, with 8 people (my grandparents, my family, and my uncle) as well as holiday visitors, and the two kids who live next door (but seem to live with us half the time), I gotta say, I'm pretty happy to be home.
Don't get me wrong, I've made some more lovely family memories that I'll always treasure, but being cooped up in an overcrowded house, in a too-small bedroom, surrounded by snow and slush, with no where to escape to and seeing the same 20 people day after day... Well, as I said, I'm quite happy to be home.

And after 10 hours in a overpacked minivan, with two sisters, a dog and my mother, we are, indeed, finally home.
So now, I can just relax, maybe take a walk to stretch my legs...
Wait, what's that? I have homework? For 4 classes? Due Wednesday?
Oh, and I have to unpack? And make my bed? And vacuum?
And what else? I have to puppy-proof my house?
Oh... Well... That's just lovely...  I think I'd like to be back in that overcrowded house now...

But did you catch that last bit?  I have to puppy-proof my house.  Why's that?  Because some time this week (either tomorrow or this weekend), I am adding a puppy to my family.  I'm psyched for the impending adorableness.

That's it for now though, I really do need to get stuff done...

I hope, like me, you've had a safe return from wherever you might have been for the holidays, and that going back to school doesn't kill you, as it might kill me.

Thanks for reading!
~Rachel