The break of fall

Fall break. That's what life is right now. I'm at home, which has already proven itself to be a loving disaster. It only took three hours before I turned into the 9th grade carpool service. Currently listening to: yapping and barking dog. Yes, that would be my puppy. I'm not sure if it was a good idea for a family who is home and awake for about 3 hours a day to get a puppy, but we did. We deal with it. Sometimes. Puppy training is going like..oh wait, it doesn't exist. The dog just does whatever she want's and there's really nothing we can do about it. She wins. We lose. Because absolutely no one inhabits Gulfport right now, it is safe to assume that I have spent most of my fall break bonding with Stella (the puppy). Now I just sound like one of those freaks that is obsessed with their dogs. Typical. It could be worst. I could be obsessed with my cat.