Preacher, you've been to my house. I feel your pain. I've had them call and ask if I'll meet them at the mailbox (long driveway), and give the same story on the weather. The maddest I've been is when we cancelled plans so we could be home for a delivery. When they didn't deliver, we ran the track. They had entered that they tried to deliver, but we weren't home. Got pretty hot over that one.