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And then there was a mailbox… eventually.

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As you can see, our Grand Canyon of a roadside ditch has sprouted some grass. And at the end of this section by the driveway?

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My husband was hard at work installing a new mailbox post so we could finally do away with the temporary trash can rig.

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This involved a lot of sledgehammer swinging so I stayed well out of range.

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There isn’t much real estate left in that area so placement was tricky.

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But post beats trash can any old day.

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Though the first sinking left it too high for USPS regulations…

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And more swinging was required.

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Emptying the temporary trash can was not fun as it was full of rainwater saturated dirt and growing a garden of weeds.

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But it was used as soggy backfill and will hopefully hold the post in place when it dries.

Next step? Affixing the new mailbox. Which, because it said nothing on the outside of the package, proved more difficult than it should have been.

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This box wasn’t made for a traditional wooden post and modifications were necessary.

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Wood had to be cut so my husband grabbed his not so trusty and quite ancient saw.

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The one he forgot he couldn’t switch the blades on because everything is rusted and frozen.

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Enter a saw from this century and work progressed.

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A mounting board was cut…

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And the new box was installed.

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Freshly numbered and decorated, we called it a day.

And since this was a frustrating, hot and sweaty all afternoon affair, I thought it prudent not to mention the mailbox wasn’t exactly evenly mounted.

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He did have easy access to a sledgehammer after all…

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      2. Our house was built in 1974 with an addition added in 1994. Nothing is plumb or level and it causes us all kinds of problems. Doors that don’t close, cracks in wall corners and a sagging beam. Nothing beautiful about that…
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