We Get Mail
I'd forgotten precisely how much crap can get stuffed into your mailbox in the course of a week.
In addition to the usual detritus of grocery circulars, one-sheet adverts, and pizza coupons, I've been deluged with the sort of "help" a new homeowner needs.
Each day since acquiring the house, I've received at least one (and usually more) offers for some form of mortgage insurance, cable service, alarm service, or landscaping.
I'm a little shocked at how quickly I got on the new homeowner mailing list, to be honest.
Most of the stuff gets circular-filed without a glance, but there are a few that get a closer look.
There's a damnable strain of junk mail that mimics official correspondence. Usually there's a line of VERY fine print that states the contents are an ad for services, but you need to look closely.
I got one asking to register the house as a homestead. Had a bunch of legalese, and implied that gloom & doom would visit me if I failed to do so.
Vultures, all of 'em.