When we got home from exercising this morning, there was a ton of mail in the mailbox. Not all of it was ours (oh, well), and most of it was catalogs (wait…isn’t Christmas past?), but there were a few pieces of First Class Mail, too.

Two of them were for Jeff. And one looked interesting. He was in the shower when we got home, so we couldn’t hand it to him — but as soon as he finished, Diane hollered at him: “There’s a thick envelope here for you from Willamette!”.

Last week, he’d received a very thick envelope from another school he’d applied to, but it was just an acknowledgment and housing brochure — this time, it was the right kind of thick envelope.

So that’s two. He should also hear from the schools with rolling admissions fairly early in the new year — and then it will be silence until mid-March and the deluge of results.

I brought a bunch of technical books home for the holiday, with the idea of working on a web service to help me get things done. So far, I haven’t opened any of the books, nor have I touched the project.

Instead, I’ve been practicing GND: Getting Nothing Done.

That’s not quite true: I have managed to enter a couple of shelves’ worth of books into LibraryThing, I’ve read a few books (mostly not fiction) and have blogged about them, and I even spent a day adapting some code I’d written for my Temple to their new membership data system. And I’ve been going to the JCC a lot (and eating a lot of tasty food to make up for it). But, in general, I’ve been enjoying my downtime (and, very specifically, I have not checked my work email).

But I’m beginning to feel restless. I’m not quite to the point that Todd wrote about earlier today: “[Y]ou may have reached that consummate stage of holidaydom where you’re not enjoying your down time much — you know, the part where you’re bored out of your mind and need to get a technology news or general Web fix” but I could see myself there in another few days.

So it’s time to dust off the to-do list and start looking at it. Looking can’t hurt, can it?