What a subject. We picked one up — a good way to make the music lesson budjet a bit less tight. And you know what? Our town is the city of hills. I’m EXHAUSTED. I thought I was really fit. I really did. We have a horrible hill at the end of our road, and Cait and I walk up it most afternoons, but you know what? Our paper route might just be the most hilly part of our whole city. It feels that way, anyway.
Still, it’s not so bad. I mean, it’s a good way to get both money and excersize. Not that I’m that ethusiastic towards excersize. But, who knows, this paper route might make me really fit. And that could be nice.
Do you know how many people in our town are against junkmail? I’m glad we do papers, not junkmail, because we’d only be dropping to every third house. Isn’t that rediculous? “No junkmail” “no junkmail” “no junkmail” Does anyone want junkmail around here? It must have something to do with the trees cut down in production of the paper. Yes, I seem to recall a TV add saying as much.
I’m sure there are better paying jobs. It seems that the price we get is awfully small for as much work as we do. There’s ups and downs to paper routes and letterbox dropping, but in the long run, I think it’s not a bad way to spend our time.