Holiday weeks for journalists mean early deadlines and coffee with a side of stress. I will be back to blogging regularly soon. I hope everyone has a happy and healthy holiday.
Happy holidays, friends.
Monday is the day of the week with the worst reputation and I understand why. Here are a few things to make your day better and drag you out of your “Monday blues.”
For me it’s coffee. My daily coffee sometimes feels like the only reason I am able to stay awake when 3 p.m. hits. Obviously coffee is an acquired taste – try something else to jump start your morning. Exercising and breakfast are another way to get going on a Monday.
Talk to your coworkers. Chances are they are just as unhappy to be working Monday morning as you are. Ask about their weekend and talk about yours. Talking with others will make your day less Monday-ish.
And if that fails….
3.) Read this
(All from Buzzfeed.com).
Today was one of those days. The day you plan to wake up and be productive and you end up sleeping in.
I planned to wake up and workout early in the morning before work, but ended up sleeping in with just enough time for a quick shower before I had to leave. (I ran out of the house with damp hair and a cup of coffee).
Then I spilled that entire coffee in my car – luckily I have leather seats, but my car still smells like Hazelnut.
However, once I got to work I watched/read two things that made my lazy mood turn around.
I re-watched the Kid President video (Yes, I’m a little late to the game as far as posting it) and an article from the Wall Street Journal.
The Kid President video has gone viral and I love it. If you’ve already seen it feel free to watch it again and if you haven’t – enjoy. It is the perfect amount of feel good and inspiration for the midweek.
Some of my favorite Kid President quotes:
“Not cool Robert Frost.”
“It’s like that dude Journey said don’t stop dreaming…Unless your dream is stupid then you should get a better dream. I think that’s how it goes.”
“What will be your Space Jam?”
Second, I read this article (after a co-worker at my newspaper pointed it out):
The Wall Street Journal article by Russell Adams is about a group of grown men who have been playing a game of Tag for 23 years. This game is only considered live in February and whoever is tagged last in February is “it’ for the entire year.
This game of tag has involved people sneaking into houses, hiding in bushes and buying plane tickets to tag someone in a different state. One of the men (Father Raftis) hid in the trunk of a car while another player was outside of it. When he opened the trunk Raftis jumped out of the car and tagged him.
This article is the perfect example of how friendship can withstand time, aging and how something as innocent, fun as a game of tag can bond people together.
I couldn’t help but share these two things and I hope they are as inspirational to someone else as they are to me.
As the Kid President says: This is your time. This is my time. This is our time.
After ten or more hours of driving my mother and I made it to Hazleton, Pennsylvania. It took two atlases, a GPS we sometimes listened to, numerous cups of coffee/coke/diet coke, a cooler full of snacks, and many stops along the way- but I loved every minute of it. Here are some of the pictures that I snapped along the way, and yes some are blurry- I blame the caffeine overload.
Note from my mother, it reads:
“To: A.E. Sites
Per our agreement, we shall continue our journey. Please provide coffee soon.
J. Sites, Head Cheese”
Mountains in the distance…getting closer.
Before we realized they were just tucked in we thought they gave us two small pillows
One of the stops we made for food: Dutch Pantry
We finally made it. “Smile. You’re in Pennsylvania. State of Independence.”