It's Always Something. Mailbox (plus bonus cats)

 Today I had a chiropractic appointment, then off to Home Depot for chicken coop supplies (and a decent sturdy folding metal step ladder - my old wooden ones are wobbly), and some black metal paint.  Then off to Gill's for a visit.

After that, I had planned to take the rest of the day off rather than torque up my freshly adjusted back with labor.  But after lunch and a rest, I decided I could do one quick job.  It went as quick jobs normally do.  I wanted to paint my mailbox.

Did I take before-and-after pictures?  No.  It's just a mailbox.  But it's been looking pretty disreputable.  The little flag wasn't red any more, and the rest of the box was mostly rust colored.  So - quick job.  I masked off the house numbers and spray painted the metallic black paint on the box and red paint on the flag.  I then saw that by contrast the post it was on was looking a little sad, so I grabbed the leftover tan house paint and painted that.

[side note:  it felt both good and a little sad that to get the paint and the paint brush all I had to do was walk in the barn, open the cabinet, grab the paint where it was nicely organized, and the little opener that was hanging up, and a brush from the box of brushes.  No wending my way around little paths to get to the paint cabinet, no moving stuff out of the way so I could open it, no trying to find the paint I wanted amidst the crowded shelves of dried up and possibly unmarked cans.  Nice, but also empty feeling.  But I digress.]

That all went without a hitch, and it looks much nicer.  But as I was working, I saw that the box tended to wobble.  It's mounted on a wooden platform that is then mounted on the upright post.  And that wooden platform has pretty well rotted away.  Honestly, I think the mailbox is only held on there by force of long habit.

Once again, the never ending things-to-do list.  "Paint Mailbox" has been marked off.  "Remove mailbox, make new support, and remount" has been added.

Bonus cat pictures.

Whenever I'm using the laptop, I'm on the couch and it's on my lap.  My lap being there, there is normally also a cat on it.  So, just for fun, over the past few days, I've been tipping the screen down to take a picture.  They rotate lap duties.

                                        RedBug

Noko Marie

RiverSong

Stumbles

Hamish isn't much of a lap cat and doesn't like sharing with the laptop.  I adore these guys - I don't know how I could have survived the last four years without them.

Sentiment aside - they want to be fed.