New York's being very gentle to me

So, back at my desk, plowing through the assorted stuff that's piled up since I've been gone, and I just have to say... New York's been very welcoming. I mean, it could have greeted me with typical November weather -- cold and miserable, so that I got sick to go from sandals and bathing suits to sweaters and boots. Instead, it's picture perfect fall weather, and I'm bare-legged with just a light jacket. So nice.

Even work's not a killer -- I had word from an editor on my voice mail that she may make an offer for one of my authors, and while I've got a lot of work to do, it doesn't feel overwhelming.

Or maybe it's not New York -- maybe it's the aftereffects of Florida, my relaxation trickling down (or up the coast) to all aspects of my life. Who knows? But I like it.