to our mailman

Dear Mr. Mailman,

Please accept our deepest apologies for the aggravation we've caused you over the last three and a half years as you've dealt with our tippy, rusty, creaky mailbox. We admit that we have missed countless opportunities to replace the sorry excuse for a mailbox.

First, when we moved in. We renovated so many other features of the house -- inside and out -- and yet somehow managed to neglect the dilapidated hunk of metal at the end of our driveway.

Second, a year or two ago when we received a postcard from the U.S. Postal Service with a not-so-subtle hint that our mailbox wasn't up to par.

Third, basically every single day for the last 1,260+ days when we opened the mailbox, half expecting you to have given up on us and left nothing ... or worse, left something. Like a nasty note, or roadkill, or a bomb.

We would have deserved it.

Again, please receive our humble apologies. We hope you will enjoy our new mailbox. We've dedicated it to you.