My new toy that Mom bought for me. An air purifier, no thanks to the recent relapse of Pneumothorax.

Goodbye to stale air in my room, hello to nice fresh smelling air. And apparently the scent that Mom chose would help me to sleep better. Not that I have much problems sleeping lately, in fact, I'm sleeping almost at about the same time as when my boy has his lights out in camp. Oh, the goodness of being accustomed to sleeping "normally" again, or rather, at a more humane timing.

And it's Wednesday! Yeah, not a big deal to many out there, but it is to me! In about 48 hours' time, I'll get to see that goofy face again! With a smile plastered to my face, I want this 48 hours to swoop by fast.