Here is a picture of my mailbox. I thought it was so cute. Maybe I should have said my "Post box". I guess that is what they call it here. I don't know because I haven't talked to anyone, but am just going by the word "Post" that is on the box. At least I can finally get out to take a picture of it. I started to the other day but couldn't figure out how to unlock my front door. You have to unlock it with a key and it wasn't working. The landlord came and rang the doorbell and I tried to open it but couldn't. He used his key and came in the laundry room door and then showed me how to open the front door. I guess it sticks and you have to just turn the key hard and put your foot against it to push the door in a little. Well, now I can get out of my house, but I still can't check the mailbox, oops, postbox, because my husband has the key. :0)
Thursday, December 11, 2008
The Postbox
Here is a picture of my mailbox. I thought it was so cute. Maybe I should have said my "Post box". I guess that is what they call it here. I don't know because I haven't talked to anyone, but am just going by the word "Post" that is on the box. At least I can finally get out to take a picture of it. I started to the other day but couldn't figure out how to unlock my front door. You have to unlock it with a key and it wasn't working. The landlord came and rang the doorbell and I tried to open it but couldn't. He used his key and came in the laundry room door and then showed me how to open the front door. I guess it sticks and you have to just turn the key hard and put your foot against it to push the door in a little. Well, now I can get out of my house, but I still can't check the mailbox, oops, postbox, because my husband has the key. :0)
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