I had a mini-freakout right before I fell asleep, which I could have predicted. For some reason, getting into bed at night I usually have hormone-y feelings that usually turn out to be of the sad or negative variety. So last night was in keeping with routine, even though I actually had a reason (sorta) to worry.
I checked for more bleeding with every middle-of-the-night bathroom break I took (of which there were more than usual) and checked again this morning and it's just a little light brown spotting now. Hopefully it will go away completely by the end of the day. My weekend activities were low-key anyway, so taking it easy will be a cinch.