Today we got burgled. They smashed a side window to get in after trying to smash in the door. My husband Jason must have disturbed them by arriving home mid burgle as they only managed to nick our ipads and the PlayStation leaving lots more expensive stuff behind. The police came eventually but the forensic people haven’t been yet and it’s nearly 8pm. We’ve spoken to the insurance folk who told us what we needed to do as I had no idea which way to turn. The nice glaziers have come and taken our window and door off and are mending and replacing the glass as we speak. Hopefully they’ll be back soon to refit them. We’ve changed passwords and searched for our ipads via the app but no luck yet. Everything has a password on it so good luck to them in getting in. I just feel so tired and sad at the people who did this. I wonder if they care or think about the pain and stress they put people through. Probably not. Jason just wants to use his new karate skills on them but seeing as he’s got a damaged ankle at present I think he may come off second best. Now we have to join the ranks of folk who have home alarms and CCTV surveillance. I always lock the doors when I’m home alone but that doesn’t matter when they can smash their way in.
This is what I am drinking copious amounts of to help me feel better. It’s working mostly :D.
Normal service will resume as soon as possible.