GMIM: It’s not the morning or Monday

Welcome to another installment of Good Mourning, it’s Monday! This weekly blog looks to cover various topics in the news, along with personal stories or encounters from the past week at home and work to help you through your first day back at work (unless you don’t work). Hopefully my seven followers like this and share this to make it eight. Enjoy…

Clocking In 

Weather: Cool
Traffic:  Nope
Breakfast: Almond joy coffee with coconut creamer, three blueberry scones
Zach arrival time: When I woke up

Monday Mourning Metaphor

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First thing’s first: Hi

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Been almost three weeks since I last had a blog. It’s tough to keep up with the stupid stories of the world, my personal happenings, and hot takes when I get paid to create and push other content.

So we have a decision to make: either continue this as the GMIM, or simply write smaller blogs whenever I find something interesting. Personally, I like the once a week blog. Gives my 5 or 6 readers something to look forward to when the week starts. Plus, I like the irony in having a blog named after Mondays and how hard it is to get motivated, and yet the blog gets published a day or two after.

So I guess I don’t have a decision? Just be better I suppose and get this shit published sooner. Anywho, back to business… Continue reading

GMIM: Merry Christmas?

Welcome to another installment of Good Mourning, it’s Monday! This weekly blog looks to cover various topics in the news, along with personal stories or encounters from the past week at home and work to help you through your first day back at work (unless you don’t work). Hopefully my seven followers like this and share this to make it eight. Enjoy…

Clocking In

Weather: Warm
Traffic: Construction and roads filled with people confused about daylight savings time
Breakfast: Crumb muffin and a french vanilla iced coffee
Zach arrival time: Not the last one in, so that’s good
Mornings without Starbucks: 196

Monday Mourning Metaphor

Update: Pumpkin season is over… Happy Holidays! Seasons greetings!

If you read last week’s blog, you would know I’ve been struggling with my eventual departure from pumpkin season. I still have a half-dozen pumpkin beers in the fridge, cabinets full of pumpkin muffin mix, and a few pumpkin candles lying around the house. Well, it looks like I need to throw all of it out, because it’s time to celebrate Christmas. Continue reading

GMIM: Tuesday Edition

Welcome to another installment of Good mourning, it’s Monday! This weekly blog looks to cover various topics in the news, along with personal stories or encounters from the past week at home and work to help you through your first day back at work (unless you don’t work). Hopefully my seven followers like this and share this to make it eight. Enjoy…

Clocking In

Weather: Nice, a.k.a. 69 degrees
Traffic: Sucked
Breakfast: Caramel latte
Zach on time?: For sure not
Physical Condition: Not great (post-Labor Day slumping)
Mornings without Starbucks: 134

Monday Tuesday After Labor Day Metaphor

Yeah, it’s a rough one today… or this week for that matter. There’s several days throughout the year that are worse than others. Thanksgiving morning, Black Friday, working after Christmas/New Year’s, the Monday after the Super Bowl, and others. But today? Today might be the worst of the bunch. Continue reading

GMIM: Doctors & Wolves

Welcome to another installment of Good mourning, it’s Monday! This weekly blog looks to cover various topics in the news, along with personal stories or encounters from the past week at home and work to help you through your first day back at work (unless you don’t work). Hopefully my seven followers like this and share this to make it eight. Enjoy…

Hell on Earth: my hour in a doctor’s office waiting room

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I brought my girlfriend to the doctor’s last week. Not that it was serious, but because her car wasn’t at my place. So in comes Super Chauffeur Zach. And yes, she’s doing fine, thanks for asking.

We get there and I decide to wait for her in the waiting room. Folks, if there is a hell on earth, it has to be the waiting area of a doctor’s office. Continue reading