Impending Wossnane

I left work today with a weird feeling of dread. I had to close my computer in the middle of a process that I hope hasn't screwed up too many files, but it was quitting time and the process was taking way longer than expected, so I'm crossing my fingers all will be well when I log on tomorrow. The temps have plummeted into autumn at last, but I feel like my body hasn't yet adjusted. And of course there's no joy in Bronx-ville as the Yankees utterly failed yesterday but I kind of expected that. It's the in-between season, and even though I live all year for autumn I feel like I'm not quite there yet...