Pretty busy this morning with light cleaning and making a batch of spaghetti sauce. After it's over, I feel let down.

Tomorrow I'm having a blood test. I always worry about receiving bad news. Thankfully, every time I feel that way, I get my results and it ends up pretty good. Still it puts a damper in my spirits to have it coming up.

I took out the trash this morning and took brief seconds to see the apartments of people who lived in them and now they are gone and the units are empty. These people I knew had lived here for a number of years and now they're gone. That depressed me, even though I never developed a relationship with them.