back off the pantry...
last week was the longest week of my life. i'm about to sound like the worst christian ever. and i hope pastor keefee doesn't read this...
i hate prayer week. i know, i know. i'm pretty positive i just got assigned an extra porch to sweep in heaven for saying that. but it is such a LONG week for jay, gabe and myself. jay has to be gone every evening from 5-8:15ish and work during the day. so really, we just don't see him...for a week.
i didn't realize how much we were going to miss him until we had to go sat - friday night having supper without him. me reading the Bible out loud to myself and a baby who isn't listening is sad. not to mention having a conversation. homegirl likes to talk. so i did. i just felt like a fool b/c i was basically talking to myself. gabe didn't seem too interested in my stories. he interrupted a lot.
soooo friday night i decided to be somewhat godly and actually GO to prayer night.
granted i was late getting out of the house. it was totally gabe's fault. he took a late nap so everything got pushed back...
after we ate i gathered gabe and we rushed out the door hoping to make the last hour of prayer.
thankfully i still took the time to set our alarm on the way out.
when i was backing out of the driveway i almost ran over 2 teen guys, with hoodies on. they didn't even try to move out of the way. so i knew they were punks.
i also totally knew in my spirit that they were going to break-in to our house. i just knew it.
i almost turned around just to make sure they kept walking past our house. but i told myself i was being silly and kept going.
stupid.
got to church and my phone rang. it was a number i didnt recognize. immediately i knew it was the alarm company.... yep, it was.
jay and i both had voicemails saying our alarm was going off and police were in route. i threw the diaper bag at jay, grabbed my keys and took off.
i will not lie. i sped home.
when i got arrived i saw 2 cop cars and a man standing beside my house. he wasn't in a police uniform but he had on a police dept shirt and khakis. i went straight to him. he said the cops were checking things out and that i could go inside if i wanted but i should yell that i am the home owner b/c they had guns drawn...
umm...skadoosh. i decided to wait outside.
this guy was super nice. he comforted me. talked to me about his work at the dept, church, family, etc. precious guy.
it was weird seeing the flashlights shining around our house. creepy.
they came out and told me they wanted to do a walk through with me to find out what was missing, etc.
they told me not to touch anything so they could get fingerprints.
if you follow my blog...you KNOW i love some ID network, law & order, murder shows, etc. so i was kinda excited to do detective work. (ha.)
we went in and i saw the tv turned sideways and the wii pulled out on the floor. i freaked. i was about to get angry if they stole my Just Dance 4. no worries, it was safe!
i noticed one of our alarm system faces was torn off the wall. right, idiot criminals, thats not going to make the alarm stop...
we moved into our bedroom next. embarrassing moment...jay didnt make the bed. yes jay! he was the last one out. thats the rule, last one out has to make it. except for saturdays. it's "dont make the bed day." i HATE it. ocd.
i apologized to the cop for the bed not being made. he laughed.
we kept moving through the house. things seemed normal. we went upstairs next. things were good. whew.
it took me a while to notice that jays play station 3 was stolen. they did manage to get that. jerks.
the guy came to get fingerprints. i wanted to go through his bag and help him work. sooooo interesting. i was all up in his mess trying to see.
i also got bossy with a cop. he asked how to turn the overhead lights on. looking back i should've done it myself...instead i stood there and told him what to do. just give me a badge and put me on the force!
the fingerprint guy (which i'm sure has a more legit title) asked if they thieves brought the lid to a pot into the living room. oh gosh, no! i had to laugh. we left in a hurry remember...so i didnt clean up. but i informed him that my son was "driving" that lid around before we left.
another funny thing...again, i was rushing. so gabes sound machine was still on. one of the cops kept going back in his room. i finally asked if he noticed something. he said he kept hearing a noise. ha, awesome. yeah it was the beach....
not sure how long all of this lasted. jay came home somewhere in all this. he was ANGRY. it is a strange feeling. feeling violated sucks!
i wanted to go to bed after the cops left. jay made me clean up, ha. thats SOOO backwards. it was a good point though. that black fingerprint junk was everywhere.
so we cleaned. then i decided i needed a snack. i mean, we'd just been robbed...
so i went to the pantry and NO JOKE...those punks stole a box of lance whole grain peanut butter crackers. seriously, who stops by the pantry?????????
it would've been ON had they stolen the jar of peanut butter.
while cleaning jay noticed they stole some tv cords and busted our entertainment center trying to rip the tv out of it. so he went to walmart to get all that stuff and i went to bed.
what a dumb week. i wish i'd run over those punks when i was leaving...
so here's what i learned:
always set your alarm
hide your peanut butter crackers (and yo kids & wife)
criminals are stupid and i hate them
i'm glad i know how to shoot a gun. even though it makes me nervous.
i should make the bed.
jay knows how to put a new window in a door...?! SO VERY PROUD.
if you have a gut feeling about some punks...go with it.
cops make notes on pads that dont look very official.
i kinda want to leave notes around my house in case they come back or it happens again...like to make them
feel stupid, shady and mad.
i still kinda want to be a detective
you can volunteer at the police station
we should keep hiding the peanut butter. :)
i'm sure i left out details and things i learned.
what a dumb week.
i hate prayer week. i know, i know. i'm pretty positive i just got assigned an extra porch to sweep in heaven for saying that. but it is such a LONG week for jay, gabe and myself. jay has to be gone every evening from 5-8:15ish and work during the day. so really, we just don't see him...for a week.
i didn't realize how much we were going to miss him until we had to go sat - friday night having supper without him. me reading the Bible out loud to myself and a baby who isn't listening is sad. not to mention having a conversation. homegirl likes to talk. so i did. i just felt like a fool b/c i was basically talking to myself. gabe didn't seem too interested in my stories. he interrupted a lot.
soooo friday night i decided to be somewhat godly and actually GO to prayer night.
granted i was late getting out of the house. it was totally gabe's fault. he took a late nap so everything got pushed back...
after we ate i gathered gabe and we rushed out the door hoping to make the last hour of prayer.
thankfully i still took the time to set our alarm on the way out.
when i was backing out of the driveway i almost ran over 2 teen guys, with hoodies on. they didn't even try to move out of the way. so i knew they were punks.
i also totally knew in my spirit that they were going to break-in to our house. i just knew it.
i almost turned around just to make sure they kept walking past our house. but i told myself i was being silly and kept going.
stupid.
got to church and my phone rang. it was a number i didnt recognize. immediately i knew it was the alarm company.... yep, it was.
jay and i both had voicemails saying our alarm was going off and police were in route. i threw the diaper bag at jay, grabbed my keys and took off.
i will not lie. i sped home.
when i got arrived i saw 2 cop cars and a man standing beside my house. he wasn't in a police uniform but he had on a police dept shirt and khakis. i went straight to him. he said the cops were checking things out and that i could go inside if i wanted but i should yell that i am the home owner b/c they had guns drawn...
umm...skadoosh. i decided to wait outside.
this guy was super nice. he comforted me. talked to me about his work at the dept, church, family, etc. precious guy.
it was weird seeing the flashlights shining around our house. creepy.
they came out and told me they wanted to do a walk through with me to find out what was missing, etc.
they told me not to touch anything so they could get fingerprints.
if you follow my blog...you KNOW i love some ID network, law & order, murder shows, etc. so i was kinda excited to do detective work. (ha.)
we went in and i saw the tv turned sideways and the wii pulled out on the floor. i freaked. i was about to get angry if they stole my Just Dance 4. no worries, it was safe!
i noticed one of our alarm system faces was torn off the wall. right, idiot criminals, thats not going to make the alarm stop...
we moved into our bedroom next. embarrassing moment...jay didnt make the bed. yes jay! he was the last one out. thats the rule, last one out has to make it. except for saturdays. it's "dont make the bed day." i HATE it. ocd.
i apologized to the cop for the bed not being made. he laughed.
we kept moving through the house. things seemed normal. we went upstairs next. things were good. whew.
it took me a while to notice that jays play station 3 was stolen. they did manage to get that. jerks.
the guy came to get fingerprints. i wanted to go through his bag and help him work. sooooo interesting. i was all up in his mess trying to see.
i also got bossy with a cop. he asked how to turn the overhead lights on. looking back i should've done it myself...instead i stood there and told him what to do. just give me a badge and put me on the force!
the fingerprint guy (which i'm sure has a more legit title) asked if they thieves brought the lid to a pot into the living room. oh gosh, no! i had to laugh. we left in a hurry remember...so i didnt clean up. but i informed him that my son was "driving" that lid around before we left.
another funny thing...again, i was rushing. so gabes sound machine was still on. one of the cops kept going back in his room. i finally asked if he noticed something. he said he kept hearing a noise. ha, awesome. yeah it was the beach....
not sure how long all of this lasted. jay came home somewhere in all this. he was ANGRY. it is a strange feeling. feeling violated sucks!
i wanted to go to bed after the cops left. jay made me clean up, ha. thats SOOO backwards. it was a good point though. that black fingerprint junk was everywhere.
so we cleaned. then i decided i needed a snack. i mean, we'd just been robbed...
so i went to the pantry and NO JOKE...those punks stole a box of lance whole grain peanut butter crackers. seriously, who stops by the pantry?????????
it would've been ON had they stolen the jar of peanut butter.
while cleaning jay noticed they stole some tv cords and busted our entertainment center trying to rip the tv out of it. so he went to walmart to get all that stuff and i went to bed.
what a dumb week. i wish i'd run over those punks when i was leaving...
so here's what i learned:
always set your alarm
hide your peanut butter crackers (and yo kids & wife)
criminals are stupid and i hate them
i'm glad i know how to shoot a gun. even though it makes me nervous.
i should make the bed.
jay knows how to put a new window in a door...?! SO VERY PROUD.
if you have a gut feeling about some punks...go with it.
cops make notes on pads that dont look very official.
i kinda want to leave notes around my house in case they come back or it happens again...like to make them
feel stupid, shady and mad.
i still kinda want to be a detective
you can volunteer at the police station
we should keep hiding the peanut butter. :)
i'm sure i left out details and things i learned.
what a dumb week.
Chase and I had or house broken into about 6 months after we got married. We were at a Passion worship conference in Gwinett and didn't get the calls due to no signal. My poor brothers were going to house sit for us and found the door standing wide open when they got there. That dumb crook took our TV, DVD player, Nintendo 64 and some games. Luckily, he didn't realize there was a $2,000 video projector sitting right by the front door. Rivertown would have been hurting from that one.
ReplyDeleteIt took me forever to feel safe again in my own home. We told our landlady that if she Durant have an alarm installed she'd be looking for new tenants.
The guy was eventually caught. He was responsible for burglarizing over 50 houses in the Lake Bottom/Wildwood area! Crazy crackhead!
FYI - Durant = didn't
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