We are so close to actually getting back to normal mail delivery.
I have stressed all week over mail.
Our mailbox was killed right after Christmas.
pretty cedar post with finial and lovely white mailbox. You served us well for the short time you were with us.
It was destroyed along with our 25 mph street sign.
This was the fourth time.
Our mailbox has been batted, hit, ripped off and now plumb run over.
We don’t have good luck with our mailboxes.
Lucy and I watched while Dennis dug a hole…removed shards of cedar post,
poured in cement,
only made one extra trip to the hardware store,
and then finally put in the post .
After much sighing and groaning.
and one “Patty, could you just get me a drink of water…I think I am going to faint”.
I guess actually digging as opposed to watching someone dig…
is harder work.
I have been waiting for our mail lady every day so that she won’t have to jump out of her truck and bring me down the mail.
When I am not there she brings it down to me anyway…people are so sweet and kind and nice.
So…tomorrow…we will have a bright shiny new mailbox. This time white on white.
It’s kind of fun to change it out all the time.
We never get tired of our mailbox.
Because it could be gone tomorrow.
Hopefully you are having a lovely Saturday!!!
This is dinner tonight…