Our mailbox is at the end of our driveway, it's always been something dh does ... getting the mail that is. When we built the house & moved in I was working at a job that got me home after him, so he got it. When I changed jobs & got home before him, the first day I stopped & picked it up ... when he got home, he stopped to get it, it wasn't there and he said something - jokingly - about it. So I just left it to him from then on. Even after I quit working outside the home, I never went & got it. We've always joked about 'don't get the mail, that's Dad's thing!' The mail lady though does sometimes bring it right to the door if there is something to big to fit in the mailbox.
It comes right to the mailbox on my front porch so I get it when it gets here. And I always know when it comes because my dog goes nuts. The mailman leaves him a dog biscuit every single day.




- meam4444
on Feb. 26, 2013 at 8:24 AM