GwenTheWelshGal

No more newspapers left

Me and my dad have finished delivering the newspapers. Good. It’s fucking exhausting.

~ Gwen

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224 Newspapers Left To Go

I know me and my dad will deliver 224 newspapers today between us, because that’s how many there are left to deliver before the job is complete. The other 1,421 newspapers in the extra 1,645 newspapers my dad picked up have already been delivered. Should only take a couple of hours.

~ Gwen

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Should probably get ready for bed now

I should probably think about getting ready for bed now. I have no idea what I’ll end up dreaming tonight.

In other news, my dad says there are only 224 newspapers left in the job, so I’ll have less to do tomorrow than me and my dad did today.

~ Gwen

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Yet another delivery of a box of food

I woke up roughly five hours ago, so it is plainly obvious that I have forgotten what I dreamt about last night. All I know was that it took place in the Gwenverse. Anyway, I woke up at 11am today and my dad says the HelloFresh box will be delivered any time today. He said he didn’t know when it would turn up as there was a problem somewhere that prevented my dad from knowing the time frame in which the box of food would arrive. The doorbell rang three times over the next three hours, all at awkward times, as I was either using the bathroom or in the middle of getting dressed. Each time, I expected to be the HelloFresh box.

The first time, it was some roofing company asking if we owned the house we lived in. We don’t. We rent. The second time it rang, it was a box, but not the box. The first of the two boxes to arrive turned out to be a huge tub of garlic to help feed the numerous horses that my dad’s friend owns. I often think she’s trying to obtain more horses than Khal Drogo. Khal Drogo had tens of thousands. She has four. The third time the doorbell rang, it was the HelloFresh box, which arrived at 2pm.

Right now, me and my dad are waiting for the rain to clear so my dad can go out and deliver newspapers, with me helping him. Being a papergirl is exhausting, plus it’s an arsehole on my feet if I don’t wear gel soles in my boots to prevent them from aching. I estimate somewhere between 200 and 400 newspapers will end up being delivered today, with the remainder from today being delivered tomorrow, if there is any left to deliver. There’s less than 500 newspapers left to deliver, which is good news.

~ Gwen

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Not many newspapers left

Me and my dad managed to deliver around 250 newspapers today, knocking the number of newspapers left to deliver down from 747 to just under 500, meaning that of the extra 1,650 newspapers my dad picked up a while back, 70% of them have already been delivered. My feet didn’t ache as much today, so that was good. The low amount of newspapers left means we only have to average 250 newspapers a day before the job is complete.

Right now, my dad’s sorting out the new toilet seat, since the old one is tattered and not connected to the toilet seat nor the toilet itself.

~ Gwen