By About six weeks ago the county snow plow took out my mailbox. Not just a simple knocking it off the post so I could attach it again, but they completely snapped the pole so it needs replacement. With frozen ground and about 4 feet of snow on top of it, it will be May before I can have a mailbox of my own again.
I’m still getting mail, but I’m also getting stuff for my neighbor and it’s not good stuff. It’s certified mail from banks and people with cameras and the county sheriff’s deputy trying to put foreclosure signs on my house.
Last summer there was an incident across the road at the neighbor’s cabin that involved the county sheriff and an ambulance. The cabin’s been abandoned since then, including his car parked next to the cabin. His pick up truck disappeared however shortly afterward.
What’s happening is these people show up, see one mailbox and the house with the plowed driveway and think my house is the address they’re looking for. It’s not. Doesn’t stop them from trying to foreclose on my house. I have stood in my drive multiple times and told strangers they’re looking for the abandoned cabin across the road.
After talking to the sheriff’s deputy this week the mess might be over. Meanwhile, it’s given me inspiration for my writing project for Camp Nanowrimo starting next week.
Can’t wait to get my mailbox back.