Tonight, after my first half semester off since I started this Masters thing, I return to class. It is sad, because I'm missing Fordham TKD classes, and all the tasty people there. But I'm glad to be moving again, and I'm really excited to start CyberSecurity classes in the fall (I need to remember to get the schedule ASAP, so I can sign up for the online courses).
My mom is much improved. She's expecting to get out on Wednesday, if everything continues going this well. The swelling is down, and her color's coming back, but her foot still hurts. For a while there, things were looking a bit dire.
I'm trying to get back into my routine, sleepy alarm included. As it stands, I'm like the overeager kid at a sleepover: I always want to talk, even when it's way past lights-out. Speaking of, I'm thinking of getting a clapper and a small lamp for my room. I think it would be nice to have a little light that didn't come from the overhead.