Yesterday my Little One and I planned to go out and spend a little time together, the weather has been absolutely amazing, and between her work schedule and school schedule we hadn't had time to hang out in some time, so I was really looking forward to spending some time with her. I was on the phone with her as I pulled into my garage. I got out of the car, walked toward my back door, and came to an abrupt halt. There was glass all over my back steps and a hole in one of the panes of glass in my back door.
Stunned, I said, "Kate, I've had a break in, I have to call you back."
I dialed 911, rather breathlessly I must say, whilst going into the back door to see if the dog was ok. Yes, I know it was stupid, but sometimes you really aren't giving it a lot of rational thought as you come upon a scene like this at your own home. He was in his crate, I put his leash on him and got him out of the house while still on the phone with 911. After giving them my location and information. As soon as I hanged up with them I called my ex to let him know what was going on. 911 called me back and assured me that officers were on their way.
My Little One got here before they did, but not by much. Their response time was commendable.
The first officer to arrive went into the house, a second arrived shortly thereafter to go through with him, and right behind those two came a couple more. The officers went through my side of the duplex, as well as my neighbors as her's had been broken into as well.
Here's the curious thing... at the time, nothing seemed to be taken. A couple of drawers were partially opened, but that was about it.
We replaced the pane of glass, cleaned up the mess, and I went back to the relatively normal trappings of my life. Although, admittedly, it took me much longer to get to sleep than usual, and I woke especially early this morning, thinking... of all things... about my camera. I went in to get it and found that it isn't there. Apparently they did take it... and an iPod I didn't realize was gone until I wanted to grab it on my way out for my walk this morning. That concerns me because the iPod has a house key on it as well. I guess the lock will have to be changed now. It could have been much worse, and I am ever so thankful that nothing more was taken and that the dog was not hurt... I truly am and give thanks for that.
But, I gotta tell ya folks... my faith is shaken. I mean, I really do try to be a good person, I contribute to my community, give volunteer hours, try to be patient when my patience has been tested to its limit, I do the things people ask of me without complaint... And all my life I've heard how you get back what you give to this Universe... so someone please explain to me what's up with all this? I STILL don't have my car back... it's been 16 days and counting now, my computer died with no warning, my TV is dying, and now... my home was broken into. And my camera stolen.
That means we won't have any pics here for a bit because right now I just cannot afford to replace it.