Yes, I am ashamed to say, that is my malbox held together with spit, bubblegum, a sliver of duct tape, old baling twine and rust. Decorative touches added by nature.
Even though the neighbors who share the mail stop have had their box a number of years as well, they at least at one time tried their hand at adding decoration.
Hmm, why has nature only added rust to their box and I got something more?
We had a new carrier on the route and scared him when he added a newspaper to the tube (that orange plastic thingee) and the whole pole fell over. Not a great way for him to get to know us. Immediately I went out and “bought” a new, USPS approved jumbo sized mailbox, using store rebate points so it was free, and tried to shame the men into setting it up for me for Thanksgiving, Christmas, Mothers Day…
I set a tall stool out on the road with a mailbox on it hoping every day that it would still be there at day’s end. A week of that got me the bubblegum and baling twine repair. I know I could replace it myself but there is a principle at work here. Just because this “temporary fix” is getting us by does not mean take your sweet time to do the job right.
Need I mention the mailbox door also had a habit of falling off into the road?
Mr. took great pride in telling me he replaced a bolt so that won’t happen again “for a bit” and he’ll get the other box up for me soon anyhow.
I let it go over winter. Who wants to dig frozen ground and set a new pole.
I did not ask anyone to go out in pouring rain and do the job.
OK, now I am just whining. But you know there have been nice days since it fell over and I bought the supplies to do the job right.
We happened to be in a thrift store last weekend and Mr. comes up to me with a silly grin. He found this.
He also found the other deal of the day.
Please ignore all the distractions in the background. Everything was moved under my washline so he could mow the lawn, well, until… that’s another story.
I do love my Big Dog clothing. I did a load of wash the other day and 90% of the line had Big Dog logos on it. So thrift wise he done good.
He did also take me out to 3 village fireworks shows.
Someone ask me in a month (my birthday is August, hint hint) if my mailbox is working out.