Yesterday, Kansas Dad installed a new mailbox for us. We'd talked about replacing it even before we moved in last year, but it wasn't at the top of our list. Even when some people drove by the house because the numbers were falling off, it wasn't at the top of the list. One day last week, though, my Netflix DVD wasn't picked up because the broken flag fell down too far for the mailman to notice. A comment from me and Kansas Dad picked up a simple one at the store over the weekend.
