As you all know, we recently moved. We moved into an older neighborhood and I really love it. While our house was “flipped” and the interior is completely redone, the house was built in 1948. And all the other homes in the neighborhood were built around the same time.
Since moving in, we’ve come across a couple of things that are a little old fashioned. First, our neighbors brought over some cookies to welcome us!!
It was so nice mostly because I was afraid George was going to cause white flight.
But the real shocker was when G and I couldn’t find the mailbox. We thought there might be a bank of mailboxes down the road so we went for a walk. It took us a while, but we finally realized that everyone had mailboxes on their houses, next to the front door.
And then we saw the mailman walking through the neighborhood, delivering mail to everyone’s front doors. I felt like I was transported back to the 1950s. So, so crazy.
When we got home, we realized we had no mailbox on our house. Life was so crazy when we first moved in that G decided to create our own mailbox.
That’s an old drawer. G wrote that beautiful sign and set the drawer next to our front door. And we left it there for about a month and a half. Classy.
Today, though, my step-dad came over to drill some holes in the house so we could mount a mailbox on the house.
And now we have a beautiful mailbox!!!
Just a touch nicer than the drawer.