My crazy summer can be summed up in one Month of sheer chaos.
At the beginning of August my husband finally decided to do something with the bathroom. I mean we’re talking a man that get’s blisters on his hands when he does any type of manual labour. So the fact he wakes up on Saturday morning and declares war against the bathroom, made me super happy. I had been anticipating doing this myself and already had all of the equipment so we were set.
That whole day we played downstairs, just my son and i, and around 4 pm, my husband calls down to me asking me if I moved the car. To which I replied no. Then he said, “Well it’s not there.” SO of course i assumed that he was joking and when I came to the realization that he wasn’t. I panicked. Someone stole our car, from our driveway. They drove around the car parked behind it, and my work laptop was in there. We didn’t hear a thing.
Now we don’t live in a bad neighbourhood and honestly it’s probably one of the safer ones but obviously crime happens everywhere. So we call the police and the insurance company and get the ball rolling. They had gone through my husbands other car, and it was a mess. The car they store was a Ford Edge. And thus begins and insane week.
One day passes and on Sunday night, they break into our other car yet again. We only find this out Monday morning on our way to work. We call the police and because nothing is damaged they can’t do anything. The Police then phone us that evening around 10, and say someone spotted our car in the city and they threw a bunch of our personal belongings out of the car. So they came by to drop them off, and when we told them they broke in again, they asked why we didn’t report it, and when we told them that we tried they took down the notes. We were upset because we clearly locked the doors and what can we do to protect our car from being broken into. So this had us all on edge.
So the police couldn’t do much, we were losing sleep because all my husband wanted to do was sit outside with a bat, hell they probably drove up to my house in my car! So we contacted our local politician Jeff Browaty to complain that we just don’t feel safe in our neighbourhood, and that when we try to report crimes the cops on the phone don’t care. He actually came over and hand wrote a note to us and dropped off a crime prevention package. My husband and him were in contact over email due to the second break in.
Now our concern was that these thieves were going to get brave and break into our house. We bought a motion sensor that alerted us inside that someone was outside, and set it up. We took a web cam and it was motion activated and put it in the window as a back up. And in two days we caught them on camera. Stay tuned for the second half of this story, because BOY it does not end here.
This is one of the unfortunate results of a bad economy that the news media really doesn’t focus too much upon. When there is a great deal of long-term unemployment, people resort to very desperate measures to obtain money as part of the “do whatever it takes” American belief.
I do hope your story has at least a satisfactory ending for you, where you get a little alone time with these thieves to properly “express” your displeasure with them and their actions ^_^.