It's amazing how quickly time flies. It feels like I just busted my foot, and now it's already been 8 weeks, and I'm back on my feet. I'm a little wobbly, and the foot can still be painful on occasion, but no more walking boot or any other assistance. I have to keep everything "low impact" for a while, though. That's generally how I live, so that's not hard.
I need a vacation bad. WE, as in my family, need a vacation bad. We thought about it for the Summer, but never did any real planning. Then I broke my stupid foot, and that was the end of that. Hopefully, in the Fall we can do a weekend thing somewhere. I'd love to go hiking down in Starve Rock or something. Such a beautiful place.