Follow-up eve...

I do not know if it's the fact that the big "C" is again taking center stage in my life—if even for the short interlude of some medical follow-ups—or whether it's something else, but I found it difficult today to shake a vague feeling of unease about life in general.

Either that, or the scope and subject of the translations that crossed the transom today as part of The Routine Stuff™ helped bring on the blues, as the subject matter had to do with not very upbeat subjects.

It was mid-afternoon by the time the dust settled with that work, so I really didn't get much of a head of steam up in terms of the outstanding despeckle, other than to slog through a spell check that seemed to go on forever because of the many product names that appeared in the text.

I better get going to sleep. Early day tomorrow.