Break in.

Last night was a bad night!

I was at a church meeting and I came out to find my window bashed in and my purse and phone gone! It was a sick feeling. A sick feeling that I had actually had all night, even before this happened. Maybe next time I will listen to my intuition when I feel like something isn't right and I should go home.

I came home freaking out, and I think freaking everyone else out in the process. Steve thought I had been in an accident and the kids were just so confused. Makenna offered me all of her money, Carson got very upset and scared, and Coren assessed the damage and feel peacefully to sleep.

Steve tried to make me feel better and handled calling the bank and the cops. He tried to make me laugh by telling the cops, "My wife's giraffe purse was stolen..." by I had a hard time finding the humor.

In about an hours time they managed to charge over $600 at WalMart in West Valley and make three purchases at Dillards for over $200 each. They worked fast. They better hope they never meet me in a dark alley! I am so mad, violated, and broke thanks to them.

On the bright side, I did not come out while they were in the act. Knowing me I would have done something stupid and gotten beaten up or worse. Hopefully this will never happen again to me or anyone else. Be careful, it is a sick world out there!