Peter got to the new house this morning to find that our mailbox no longer existed, it was in several pieces and sheered off at it's base - which is an aluminum pole set in cement. Yes the same mailbox I put in with Gina a month ago.
Turns out one of our neighbors has a 16 year old daughter who apparently needs to learn how to drive. Our neighbor thankfully is going to make it right and replace the mailbox. Peter said the girl was in tears. So it either just happened before Peter got there, or her father instilled the fear of G-d in her before he had her apologize to Peter.
Then....
I am laughing at the idiocy of my landlord and so glad I'm moving! I'm so glad we already have a bed at the other house and a mini fridge because we are going to need it. The AC just died here at the rental place! I called the landlord and as always he sounded less than impressed about getting a call. It's only the second time I've ever called him with a problem, he should be happy. If he had the AC unit maintained like I asked back earlier this year, it wouldn't have just failed on him now. The unit is over 14 years old and when I asked him earlier this year if he had ever done any maintenance on it he said, "Oh it doesn't need maintenance." Well now he's going to pay the piper because we are leasing this place till the end of October and the AC is now dead and by law he has to fix it or replace the unit or we can break the lease agreement early.
He came over this afternoon, looked at the unit and said, "Oh it probably just needs freon." He then said he would call someone and have them come out here to look at it. It's 5PM and no one has showed up. So I'm packing my car and joining Peter over at the new house since at least we have AC there, a bed, running water, electricity, and a small dorm fridge to put a few things into. He was there all day today babysitting a contractor and then installing the new blinds we ordered in for the windows while I stayed here and packed.
