Mailboxes.

The style that we have.

We live in a nice subdivision; no really, the HOA says so.  I'm okay with everything around here except one.  The mailbox was made by the subcontractors preteen kid on take your kid to work day, and I think the kid was drunk and angry with life. 

The wind has blown it down once so I tried to put it together again.  Then I called the HOA to see what their specifications were on type and such.  The crappy thing that's here now is what I have to replace it with.  Can I spend more money and have a nice brick or stone mailbox put in?  Hell, no.  You can have crap and be happy that we let you.

What I want.

I've looked at the other mailboxes in the neighborhood and quite a few have some repairs to them.  I've also noticed that quite a few look like they were put together by the same crackhead preteen so more repairs may be coming soon.  What was it, Bring Your Crackhead to Work Day?

The wind blew it down again so I decided to "properly" fix it this time.  I went to the local hardware store and bought some metal brackets and installed them on the mailbox.  Done, the wind isn't blowing this puppy down.  It doesn't look anywhere near as nice as what I wanted but the HOA knows best.  Right.