zacharyc

Every morning, I make the same sandwich. While it might be simple and basic, I’m happy that I have found one way to start my day: by making something good and tasty. Saying it is healthy is a stretch, but at least it has protein. Since I’m at a loss for important things to write about today or just having a low-energy day, I decided to share my breakfast sandwich. ...

As a computer programmer and knowledge worker (I don’t love this term, but I don’t have a better one), my desk is my constant home. It’s also the continuous home for my stuff. My desk is the home of things I’m using and things I need to find a home for. And so the piles grow. As I embark on the challenge of cleaning this year, I decided to start with my desk today. I removed almost everything (only mandatory computer pieces were left), wiped the desk with dish soap and warm water, and coated it with mineral oil. ...

Last year was an exciting year. There were many changes, challenges, opportunities, growth, and great friends. I had some intense feelings as well, and I moved to a smaller space. Forgive the randomness of this post; there will be a bunch of random collections of thoughts about the past year. I’m only in the infancy of this post, but it reminds me of the failed Best Man speech I gave at my middle brother’s wedding, where I tried to tie too many random thoughts together. Forgive me; this is more for me than for you. ...

This is going to be a short one, as I don’t have too much to say. I’m hopefully writing a small book about cheerleading. I’m a man of mini obsessions. One of my many is going to the book store and looking at possible books to read. Whether I read them or not, I’m always hunting for new books to add to my personal library. I believe that a personal library is important and a lot can be learned from looking at the books one keeps. So I go to bookstores to find tomes that will enhance my library. ...

One of the best things about being back on the East Coast is that I’m much closer to my brothers and their kids. I get to be the uncle I want to be. Well, at least I get to try to be the uncle I want to be. During this break, I’ve spent a bunch of time with my family for the holidays. The number of times I’ve been surrounded by four kids under ten this week is a new record. While most of my friends consider me a high-energy person, spending this time around the young one saps my energy like no other. I’m coming into the New Year Holiday tired. I don’t regret any minute I spend with the kids, but they are intense. I don’t even feel like I use too much energy with them, yet when they leave, I’m done. I want nothing more than to sit on the couch and nap. It’s an enormous effort to get up and do other personal goals. ...