As I sit here and watch the police officer drive away without so much as a word to me, I can't help but wonder why me?
Bloggers I got broken into again. I left my house with all doors locked and all windows bolted and came home to find that someone had smashed in my window and come into my house again.
I may or may not have blogged then but it was the day after my birthday and they came in a window that I had mistakenly left unlocked and took my flatscreen tv out of my room. They left a brand new computer on the dining room table as well as a wii upstairs. Cops never figured out who did it. I stopped inquiring after a month.
I came home from Pattys house this afternoon about two fifty and found my bedroom window smashed this time.
What gets me is the person doing this seems to be fucking with me. The last time they robbed me they left a computer. This time they left TWO computers both with flatscreen monitors and went right into my living room and stole the wii. They left the remotes and the nunchucks and the wii fit board. They took the wii, the sensor bar, and the cords. They left through the back door which they had to physically unlock and the alarm on my door went off as soon as it was opened.
I have a bubble of hope however. When they came in my window they dropped something which most definately has a print on it. I won't say what here but its a good clue.
So now I have an open hole in my house that my realty company may charge me to fix and may not but probably won't be able to come out and fix tonight most likely.
You know what bothers me the absolute most, bloggers. The wii was two years old and honestly needed to be replaced but inside the wii was the game wii resorts. My kids pooled their christmas money together to buy that. For the first time in recorded history, they worked together as a unit. It was just that special.
They asked to play wii last night and I told them this weekend they could. Now I feel like worlds biggest douche beccause if I had let them, then they would have had one more night with it.
I don't have the money to replace anything nor do I have the money to fix anything.
I feel like... you know what? For the first time in a long time, bloggers, I feel like a failure. I can't protect my kids or their stuff. I can't move because I have no money and no place to go. And it goes way back. I can't hold/get a man. I can't hold a good job. I just can't.
And right now if randy decided to take my kids I wouldn't even win because I have nothing to offer them but myself and I am a collossal failure at everything I do.
Terminally Single and Blogging is going to go attempt to glue her pieces back together and see if they resemble a human being.
Bloggers I got broken into again. I left my house with all doors locked and all windows bolted and came home to find that someone had smashed in my window and come into my house again.
I may or may not have blogged then but it was the day after my birthday and they came in a window that I had mistakenly left unlocked and took my flatscreen tv out of my room. They left a brand new computer on the dining room table as well as a wii upstairs. Cops never figured out who did it. I stopped inquiring after a month.
I came home from Pattys house this afternoon about two fifty and found my bedroom window smashed this time.
What gets me is the person doing this seems to be fucking with me. The last time they robbed me they left a computer. This time they left TWO computers both with flatscreen monitors and went right into my living room and stole the wii. They left the remotes and the nunchucks and the wii fit board. They took the wii, the sensor bar, and the cords. They left through the back door which they had to physically unlock and the alarm on my door went off as soon as it was opened.
I have a bubble of hope however. When they came in my window they dropped something which most definately has a print on it. I won't say what here but its a good clue.
So now I have an open hole in my house that my realty company may charge me to fix and may not but probably won't be able to come out and fix tonight most likely.
You know what bothers me the absolute most, bloggers. The wii was two years old and honestly needed to be replaced but inside the wii was the game wii resorts. My kids pooled their christmas money together to buy that. For the first time in recorded history, they worked together as a unit. It was just that special.
They asked to play wii last night and I told them this weekend they could. Now I feel like worlds biggest douche beccause if I had let them, then they would have had one more night with it.
I don't have the money to replace anything nor do I have the money to fix anything.
I feel like... you know what? For the first time in a long time, bloggers, I feel like a failure. I can't protect my kids or their stuff. I can't move because I have no money and no place to go. And it goes way back. I can't hold/get a man. I can't hold a good job. I just can't.
And right now if randy decided to take my kids I wouldn't even win because I have nothing to offer them but myself and I am a collossal failure at everything I do.
Terminally Single and Blogging is going to go attempt to glue her pieces back together and see if they resemble a human being.
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