Yesterday was wonderful. Full of joy and smiles and anticipation. My first day back to work after 7 weeks on medical leave getting my new artificial hip. I was walking great, relieved to have my job so secure and anxious for a fresh start. Yesterday was wonderful. Today, I woke up to a nightmare. I don't even know what to type, what I can type, what I should type. My feelings 12 hours later are hurt. Fear. Grateful. But mad as hell. We are all OK, and that should be all that matters. Maybe tomorrow it will be. But tonight, I am pissed that ruthless persons decided what we possessed, what we saved money up for, what we delighted in and were thankful to have.....was stolen. Both our new (18 month old) vehicles were stolen from our driveway. The thrives took our lil prides from us. That's not bad enough. They invaded our home. While sleeping, they quietly crawled their disgusting degenerate sneaky shood-be-shot bodies thru Nikkis daughters bedroom window. She wasn't home. They knew this. They knew her car was gone OR they knew she wasn't home and came thru her window which had been left open an inch. One must have sleezily crept out of her room then he looked to the left on the computer desk (approximately 30 feet from our sleeping bodies) and unplugged with their greedy good for nothing slimy hands our computers, walked into the kitchen and lifted from the hooks our full sets of keys. Keys to our cars, to others peoples houses, keys to the mailbox, to storage units, to home safes, and to others we can't remember yet. Our home, where we sleep at night thinking we are safe in a house with every door locked but compromised with a slightly open window, is no longer a safe haven. Oh sure, all locks today have been changed. Window locks put on. Cameras installed and security being looked into. But I'm not safe. We aren't safe. Our cars aren't safe. I know its not a human, but it was mine damn it! Fucking little selfish druggy has my car now, or he's sold it after stealing everything! Hey asshole, enjoy the walking cane. Or maybe the brand new car seat booster I got for my granddaughter. Perhaps you'll get a kick outta the brand new back pack filled with hygiene products, food, money and other items that were meant for someone in need. Really jerk? Did you need that!? Oh, and there were treasures in the console compartment and pictures too. Enjoy fucker. Right now, yes I understand we weren't hurt or killed. But do we really have to settle for that when we've been violated in other ways? I know, I know. But damn it for tonight, I can't stop crying and being MAD!
