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When I started my job as a mailman, I was said that in the beginning the days might drag out a little. After the previous week of training, today was my first day when I was delivering the mail alone – and the day lasted 13 hours, and that was with some help from others with the prework.

_Little indeed..._

Though I'm not much upset about it, because extra hours pay extra compensation – with increased rates – so it's a fair game.

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Mondays and Wednesdays are always more or less like this, because of ads, which add some additional logistical twists having to make bundles of some of the mail which are taken by car drivers to containers where the bicycle deliverer will pick them up. Doesn't sound much, but it adds up.

I'm pretty sure that every mailman's best friend is the one that has put a sign at the door:

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They are doing a great favor for us.


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I wouldn't be writing this at the moment, if it wasn't for tomorrow being Tuesday and an off day for most mail delivery.

_It is almost midnight now – I've been getting to bed before 10 pm to get enough sleep while working._


I didn't post anything yesterday, but I'm forgiving myself for having that single "cheat day" of the week: I found the first half of Vikings Season 5 from library and watched it all during the weekend. I can honestly say I enjoyed my time, because it's one of those series that still keeps me intrigued.

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But maybe the real reason I could enjoy it with pure conscience was because the previous week I had been learning and working the whole week – I had "earned" it. 

I can already feel an increasing sense of self-respect for myself which makes me think that I might be more conscientious than I have previously thought, because the sense of worthiness and self-esteem with conscientious people is heavily tied into the amount of work they do.

The funny thing is, though, that I was probably one of the least conscientious people in high school and I only did my homework if there were negative consequences with leaving it undone (even if then).

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Perhaps I have grown sense then, but I still wouldn't say to my old self to study harder, because while I didn't have any vision for my life at that time, I knew that I didn't want to continue with another school. I knew, and know still, that I wouldn't enjoy it, if it wasn't a decision made by my own will, and not just because some people expect it on default. 

Btw, the pictures are of a tunnel that is on my way to work. It keeps changing its color so subtly that originally I didn't realize that's what it does. It's kind of a cool thing.

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