It's a good thing that there is giddiness because I've received a ton of rejections this past week. Editors must be reacting to the change of seasons and are clearing out all the leaves from their yards.
Speaking of which, most of our trees have all their leaves and only a few have started to turn. That means I have to wait before I fertilize. This is, however, oddly, a great time to do a bit of shaping and pruning if you have plants you need to reduce. They'll go to sleep remembering that they're a smaller plant, and won't go as crazy in spring trying to regain the size you want to bring them down to. Once the leaves turn and fall, though, the tree is essentially dormant and won't remember a thing except that it used to be X number of feet tall and wide and oh noes! Must grow all the missing bits back!
Plants are kewl and weird. Writing is kewl and weird. Rejections ... best thing for me to do is to sweep them into a pile and send out the manuscripts again.