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Not so long ago, I told my neighbor to stop texting me. I did the same with all my students and customers. I asked them to text me only in emergencies, like when the house is on fire, or if they wanted to reschedule your appointment because they don’t want to drive in ice and snow—which I understand.
If you haven’t seen me at your blog lately, it’s because all my WordPress email notifications of new posts have stopped. I follow a lot of blogs and asked for an email notification for the ones I love the most.
I hesitated, didn’t want to go further toward our house. I was afraid it would be the same as every day. I walked slowly on the driveway, looked around the corner and then I saw the mess. Letters and cards where splattered all over our front yard. I couldn’t believe it; we just put new signs up “no trespassing” and “private property” it didn’t help. Again they have stepped all over our lawn and stuffed letters and flyers into our mailbox, hundreds of them. Our mailbox was overflowing, couldn’t hold anymore and the mail had fallen to the ground. There was still a small pile underneath, the wind had scattered the rest.