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indescribable Okay, here's what happened yesterday:
As some of you know, I'm learning to drive. While still nervous I have managed to pretty much go almost anywhere I need to driving by myself. Still not confident enough to carry the kid with me, tho, so I always take her to my mom's house.
So yesterday I needed to pick some analysis results, go to Walmart, and some other stuff. So I walked with the kid to my mom's, came back home, got the car and left.
At around 12:00 I came back home to get an empty bottle of ink (I needed a new one) and left again. At aproximately 12:40 I got the car in the garage. I saw a guy in a small car selling furniture and I went to ask some prices. Then I left for my mother's house to get my baby.
Around 1:30 I am at my doorstep only to discover I can't get in. Key didn't work. So I call my hubby on the cell phone and explain I'm stuck out of the house. He comes as soon as he can, discovers he can't get in, goes to the back and (somehow) manages to get through a window.
I heard him inside and I started calling for him to open the door for me but he didn't answer. So I go through the back and he opened the door for me. Everything was a mess. That's when I knew we've been robbed.
They got themselves a lot of money, and I mean a lot (at least in our scale). Also, my husband's laptop, and my wedding rings. My fucking wedding rings. My engagement ring. My graduation ring. All our credit cards.
After we looked around, we found some huge scissors hidden below a bucket in the back yard.
Apparently, the only reason I'm not in the morgue today with some scissors through my forehead is that I got the car in the garage but didn't enter the house (which I always do, because I always get in, leave my purse, put the keys in my pants so I don't have a lot of stuff to carry besides the baby and the diaper bag, and leave again). They were there and I interrupted them (I know because a whole section of my dressing is turned inside out, but some of it was untouched. The rest of my jewelry was there, in plain sight, so I know they didn't have time to look. They saw I got home with my car and decided to scram, but I don't think they got the scissors to make themselves some pretty princess dresses, right?
Right.
Life is fragile, people. Always remember it.
Maritza
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September 30 2005, 18:59:45 UTC 6 years ago
With your last post I was worried that something was wrong with the baby (maybe she was sick or something), so I'm really glad she's ok too.
September 30 2005, 19:02:36 UTC 6 years ago
September 30 2005, 19:06:56 UTC 6 years ago
At least you're alive.
Eek.
September 30 2005, 19:09:19 UTC 6 years ago
September 30 2005, 19:11:47 UTC 6 years ago
September 30 2005, 19:14:05 UTC 6 years ago
Did you guys have insurance of some kind?
September 30 2005, 19:16:37 UTC 6 years ago
Still, better you're here than the alternative.
*zen hugs*
How's all the computer gear, art materials, and suchlike? (In other words, did they damage your livelihood?). Is there anything we can do to help?
September 30 2005, 19:17:26 UTC 6 years ago
Good to know you're all safe, though.
September 30 2005, 19:18:17 UTC 6 years ago
I'm sorry, Maritza. that's total shit. at least you're all right. *hugs*
September 30 2005, 19:19:23 UTC 6 years ago
Thank the gods
Thank the gods you're all right, Mari. I can't imagine how unsettling and scary something like that is.Glad you and baby and hubby are okay. Things can be replaced; people can't.
(although it still sucks that your stuff got taken. : (
Silentwolf
September 30 2005, 19:24:14 UTC 6 years ago
So glad you're okay, but.. Good God :/ *wingcuddles*
September 30 2005, 19:28:08 UTC 6 years ago
Yes, that explains yesterday's post. It is a scarey thing to realize that if you'd done "Thing A" instead of "Thing B" you'd likely be dead instead of alive. I've been there a few times, myself.
I found that focusing on the silver lining sometimes helps the fright go away. Things like being glad that the little one wasn't exposed to the scareyness, that you scared them away before they took everything, and, most importantly, that you weren't physically hurt as you've recognized you could have been.
I'm glad you're OK. I hope you'll accept a *hug*.
Theno
September 30 2005, 19:28:59 UTC 6 years ago
*shudders* I'm so glad you're okay. *hug*
Take care. Take some time off. I mean, I know that being robbed is... well, it's a violation. It's... well, words can't state what it is. But you know.
*hug* Be safe, Maritza... and take care.
Rob
September 30 2005, 19:36:25 UTC 6 years ago
September 30 2005, 19:39:42 UTC 6 years ago
*big hug*
September 30 2005, 19:39:55 UTC 6 years ago
Beyond that, a thousand paper cuts, then a soaking in a bath of acid for the people who did this.
September 30 2005, 19:40:04 UTC 6 years ago
*hugs*
September 30 2005, 19:40:51 UTC 6 years ago
That JERK! Your wedding rings! *chokecoughgrumblefrak*
Anyway, I'm so relieved to hear that everyone's all right.
September 30 2005, 19:43:33 UTC 6 years ago
September 30 2005, 19:49:50 UTC 6 years ago
September 30 2005, 20:02:44 UTC 6 years ago
When no one's home, the valuables are out...
I'm glad to hear that no one was physically injured. Take care.
September 30 2005, 20:15:52 UTC 6 years ago
I'm very glad that you and yours are okay, Mari. The robbery sucks, but you're safe, and that's what's important.
Hopefully they'll be able to recover some of your things, particularly the wedding rings.
September 30 2005, 20:16:33 UTC 6 years ago
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