Hubby came home for lunch the other day and as is our routine, I walked him out when he was leaving and walked down to grab the mail. That’s when I noticed…between the time he had arrived home and left, our mailbox had been mushed. The mail was hanging out of it in all directions. Thinking it was probably the mail carrier that hit it, but not certain, I had the local police come by to write it up for vandalism. The officer took pictures, pulled a curled up piece of postal red pinstripe from the corner edge of the box, and said, ” He needs to admit it.” Having now narrowed it down to a ten minute time frame…..there was only one conclusion to draw. The carrier’s boss told me that since he did not report it right when it happened, he would be fired now if he admits it. I don’t want him to lose his job. I want honesty. I want him to do what I did when I backed into my sister’s red and grey Mercury Bobcat……TWICE. And when I broke the neighbors vacuum I’d borrowed when we first got married. And when I sucked up my son’s favorite hotwheels car in the car wash vacuum. Walk to the door. Tell me.
The UPS man has come to my door on two occasions since we moved here, apologizing for stepping on my solar lights in the flowerbed. He offered to pay. I just thanked him and told him, “No worries…it happens.” Then I stuck the broken light back in the ground for next time. 🙂 Bless his heart for telling me, though!
I went to Lowes, bought a replacement mailbox and address numbers. Hubby said he was pretty certain he could straighten the metal pole without having to replace it. Moments later it came to me. The Tell-Tale Heart. Pondering on the echo of the beating heart and the insanity that followed….I told hubby, “No, I think I want to just leave my broken mailbox that way for a while.” He smiled. He has read Poe, too.
Moral of the story? Mistakes happen to everyone! We all have momentary stupidness. I could write weeks of blogs on mine! 🙂 But a silly mailbox has now placed a giant distrust in my gut. I’m guessing Poe never thought he’d get a mailbox gig?!
Have a great weekend….and be careful in reverse!