Saturday, June 11, 2011
Friday afternoon our house got broken into. They didn't take much, but I hated that someone was in our house and went through all our stuff. It sucks. I spent all morning crying - I feel so violated. The worst part was when the police were here last night and gave me this brochure about how to deal with being a Crime Victim. They took pictures of the "scene" and it was awful. I know they have to take pictures and everything, but that is my personal stuff. My things that mean something to me. And to everyone else, it's just a crime scene.
I'm pretty lucky, actually - nobody was home, and nothing really important is missing. I am going to keep an eye on my accounts, but I think it was just some POS looking for money and things to sell. Ugh. I don't know how in the hell they think they're going to sell the ancient DVD player...
So I have been spending the day cleaning up and putting things away. I even installed a new lock! By myself!
I guess a blessing in disguise is that Brad and I are really motivated to get cleaned up to put the house on the market... since everything was dumped, we have an opportunity to go through everything and purge some things.
This experience has really made me thankful that I don't have lots of gadgets or things...
Off to put some more stuff away.