I'll Assume They Were Bored

That last post was cathartic but the writing was the part I needed, not the reading of it so I took it down. Luckily not many people saw it.

Yesterday morning I had to take Abby for her blood work and noticed on the way out that somelittle shitone had smashed my mailbox. Most likely it was done by kids who really need to go back to school (and to think I felt sorry for them for having such a short summer), driving around with a baseball bat and in need of a serious attitude adjustment.

I ran up to Home Depot and stood there looking overwhelmed at all the mailbox choices. I must have looked it because a very nice man came by and walked me through the process of what to buy (seriously, why don't the screws come with the mailbox??) and how to install the new mailbox on the old post. I had to borrow the neighbors' drill (their box got smashed as well) but after that, I was on my own. I had to drive back and forth, up and down the driveway for tools etc...and I had a few problems (who knew a screw head got hot enough to blister a finger tip?) but I did it! I haven't actually been down there today yet to see if it is still standing but I'm pretty sure it will be.

And oh yeah, I wanted to ROAR!