That's what it feels like, anyway. My Mac laptop is back, with a new hard drive, and quite empty but for the small amount that I'm starting to add to it.
I find it a rather impish, or perhaps ironic, coincidence that the hard drive (and thus the disappearing of my old files, photos, emails, etc.) happened on the weekend of Samhain (30/31st), which is the Celtic New Year. "Out with the old" indeed. Yes, Universe, I hear you. I just wish you would have given me a head's up so that I could have saved all the baby photos of my second son. Would a little warning have been so hard?