I had a flashback this morning. To when I was a paper boy (yeah the kind that road a bike with baskets and a huge bag around the neck) delivering Sunday papers in my neighborhood. I learned a lot from that first job. That doing it well and on time was very important. And that people would let you know if you didn’t.
I also learned that some people are never happy. I learned that some people are deadbeats. I learned that there are good people. I learned about collecting money. I learned how to stand up for myself, well at least a few times. Most of the time I just listened to them complain about the price.
I learned how to outrun the dogs that hated paper boys, and deal with the ones I couldn’t out pedal.
How much longer will the sight of a Newspaper on sidewalk
Photo by Mike Hartley
But just like this beautiful start to the day, the summer delivery on a Sunday morning gave me a sense of accomplishment. One the papers were huge and heavy. I had to double time it because I just could hold all the papers on one trip like I did on weekdays. And it always felt like that was the end of the week.
So as I stretched out in bed this morning, sleeping in till almost 9am. I thought of the exhaustion after I was finished that task of the Sunday delivery. And as I see the guys in the car speeding up and down my neighborhood throwing papers out going way to fast, I know they won’t have the same satisfaction I had.
Random Thoughts of the Day
If I retire at the Social Security eligible age for full benefits, I only have 272 work weeks left to put in. Looking at it that way, gives me some energy today.
I eat enough nuts to be considered nuts.
I miss my better half already and she hasn’t left for vacation.
I’m going to stop looking at the long term weather forecast, its too depressing.
