We were Ham-burgularized!

I woke up this morning to find the front door ajar. So I backed up into the bedroom, woke Dan, and hid until he reported back. The news: Our laptops were gone. After the initial shock and disbelief, we noticed the back sliding glass door open - which leads out onto the balcony. We have a deadbolt that only locks from the inside on the front door...plus I recalled forgetting to lock the glass door after watering plants yesterday. We deduced that the thief either climbed up onto the balcony or down to it from the roof; the next door balconies are far too far away. We are on the 3rd floor!! The easiest way would be from the roof - there is no way a thief is going to carry around a 30 foot ladder. After our initial panic subsided, we noticed that the stupid burglar forgot to take the power cords for BOTH of our computers AND my purse which was sitting in between them!! What a true low-life and moron. The freakiest part of having our things taken, was that it was done in the middle of the night while we slept! I recall waking suddenly in the middle of the night (3:46am) and in my dreary state rationalizing that my bladder had awoken me so.

We reported the theft to the police. The 311 lady was really nice but didn't sound convincing that we'd get our stuff back. Dan's ancient desktop helped us changed all of our financial institution passwords that were saved on our computers. Of course, I called my parents for comfort and Dan chose the exact opposite to spare his mother the stress. Luckily having the Sunday paper on our doorstep helped us find ads for computers on sale. We visited a few stores, then decided on this for me and this one for Dan. Thankfully , Dan's stolen laptop was newly purchased and we think will be paid back through a claim with AMEX. Hopefully mine can be expensed for work. My boss was very empathetic and kind - quite a pleasing change from most bosses.

Today has been the hugest disappointment since our move here. I almost feel like blaming someone (myself?) for putting us through so much stress. But I can't blame the landlords; I can't blame myself. Someone today told me to chalk it up to miscellaneous expenses that occur during life. WHAT? I think it is more fruitful to avoid that and just hate. I will forever be angry and hurt by this - yes it is just a computer, but it is also my privacy, my personal space, my safety. So long sane life, let the nuerosies begin.