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Das Verschwinden des Josef
Mengele

by Olivier Guez

17853 days until until long birthday weekend. oh no
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Tuesday

15

November

2016

Freshly Baked Muffins, YUM!
POSTED in: Daily Life

So far so good. I got through work (always good). Cleaned the postal car on the outside, vacuums didnt work of course. I always clean the car before I go on vacation. I dont want to be known as a piggie whose car is dirtly like hell! Brother is sitting in a lecture for me right now, and I have time to warm up again, after hours in the freezing outside and now I have time to write on todays entry. I am sure I will add later.

Highlight of the day: someone in my delivery area just took out Chocolate Chip Muffins from the oven when I rang with a parcel and I got 3 of them. They were sooooo good! Warm and “Chocolatty”… the whole postal car smelled like fresh baked muffins. It was crazy.



I cannot wait until my vacation. Its basically a week off work, rather than vacation. Because on two out of five days, I have to be in the hospital and on Saturday I am starting the Christmas Packages Rounds as we start into the Advent season. But still. So much better than getting up at 4.15am every single day.

I will clean a little and be back later. Tata.

Well, I ended up reading. Cant read too much during the workweek, I keep falling asleep. 😮

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So much for today. Will be back tomorrow. Lots of love

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