When we first signed up to get the newspaper again, I specifically asked for it to be put up on our porch by the front door. At first, it was there every morning. But now, I think the paper deliverer likes to play games with me because each morning the paper is in a different spot. One day it will be at the end of the porch, another day at the bottom of the steps, another day near our bushes at the side of the steps, another day on the walkway to the steps near the drive. Really, I don't get it. How hard is it to throw it by the door? or at least on the porch every day?
It used to annoy me but now I have begun to just accept it and look on it as my morning game of "Huckle, Buckle Beanstock!" It was a game we used to play sometimes as kids. Everyone would leave the room except for one person who hid a small object. Then everyone would come back and hunt for it. The first person who found it would call out "Huckle, Buckle, Beanstock!" and would get to hide it for the next round.
When we first signed up to get the newspaper again, I specifically asked for it to be put up on our porch by the front door. At first, it was there every morning. But now, I think the paper deliverer likes to play games with me because each morning the paper is in a different spot. One day it will be at the end of the porch, another day at the bottom of the steps, another day near our bushes at the side of the steps, another day on the walkway to the steps near the drive. Really, I don't get it. How hard is it to throw it by the door? or at least on the porch every day? 
It used to annoy me but now I have begun to just accept it and look on it as my morning game of "Huckle, Buckle Beanstock!" It was a game we used to play sometimes as kids. Everyone would leave the room except for one person who hid a small object. Then everyone would come back and hunt for it. The first person who found it would call out "Huckle, Buckle, Beanstock!" and would get to hide it for the next round.
