Today was about as eventful as yesterday, although also twice as cold. I went for a walk around two o’clock, which was…well, let’s just say ill-advised in retrospect. (As Heather wisely noted, though, this would have been better realized in futurespect.) I turned back after about half an hour (the length of only one in my backlog of podcasts), desperate to be out of the wind and chill. I stayed outside just long enough to help my father take down the Christmas lights from the front of the house, and then I escaped back inside to tinker again with my short story. I think I’ve pretty much reached the end of it, although it does still need a little fine-tuning before I mail it off. (This is the postcard I bought, though not through eBay, if you’re curious.)
I also went to see Up in the Air this afternoon and really quite liked it. It’s a good deal sweeter, and sadder, than I expected, and George Clooney and Vera Farmiga have terrific chemistry together. I also enjoyed the soundtrack, which I purchased online when I got home. I’d definitely recommend it.
Other than that, basically just pottering around in the last few days of my vacation. It’s still hard to believe it’s just about over.