...in the form of a 13 Things list.
Thirteen Things I've Learned in the Past Week
Thirteen Things I've Learned in the Past Week
- If you have an alarm system in your house, for heaven's sakes, make sure it is really armed when you leave the house. Don't just push the button on your key chain and suppose that since you pushed the button to turn on the alarm, that the alarm actually turned on. Because if it doesn't, it's pretty much useless when someone kicks in your basement door and comes in your house to take all your stuff. In short: key fobs for alarm systems are a bad idea for many reasons.
- The crappy economy affects more than just the people who have lost their jobs as a result. If you think the government stimulus plan is ill-advised and the market should be left to correct itself because you pulled yourself up by your bootstraps and you still have a job, consider this: it also creates a bigger workload for the police officers who have to investigate the increased crime rate that is also a consequence of the poor economy. As a street performer once said to me, "Your donations keep me out of two places: the poor house and your house."
- You have a lot better chance of remembering where you put something if you are not having a stress reaction breakdown while you are trying to find it. Forget about it for a second, go make some oatmeal for your kid and the answer might come to you. Also, prayer never hurts.
- When all your financial information is stolen, you can have some of the most absurd conversations:
"Hello, lost and stolen credit cards department, how can I help you?"
"I'd like to report my card stolen."
"I'm sorry to hear that and I'll be happy to help you. Can you turn the card over and tell me the three digit security code on the back of the card?"
"Ummm... I'm calling to report that my card was stolen."
"Yes. And...?"
"So I don't have the card anymore." - If you have a computer, look on the back and write down the service tag, model number, serial number, whatever else is printed there and keep that information some place separate. This is not printed on any of the information that came with your computer. The police will not even attempt to investigate a stolen computer unless you have this information - even if the computer has your last three years' tax returns on it.
- Local police detectives simply are not Gil Grissom from CSI.
- If your husband makes the mistake of telling someone at church your house was burglarized, you will not only have to retell every detail of the story over and over again to every one you pass in the hallway, but you will also have to listen to every one else's story about how when they were ten someone stole their watch from the lunchroom in school and they've never gotten over it. Even if you're not antisocial like me and you enjoy sharing your life with others, you will weary of the constant single subject of discussion. So best keep things to yourself, husbands.
- The average burglar has little idea of the value of a hundred+ year old violin. Thank goodness.
- Not having one of those fancy new forty-six inch flat screen televisions can pay off because your crappy twenty-five-inch-er purchased in 1998 weighs more than your average burglar and isn't worth even trying to take.
- You should never keep a hundred year old family heirloom with the rest of your jewelry. Also do not delay putting it back in the safe deposit box because it's too much of a pain to bring your two kids with you when you go to the bank.
- Blogging is a lot harder without a computer.
- I can feel a lot better about someone breaking into my home and taking all my stuff if I imagine that that someone had "24601" tattooed on his chest and was stealing to get money to buy a loaf of bread for the waif child he feels responsible for protecting.
- At the end of the day, it's all just stuff and the real valuable possessions in my life are two noisy girls and a clumsy engineer who are all fine and still in my possession. However, I do plan to guard them a little closer now.
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March 2, 2009 at 8:37 AM
Oh, I am so sorry this happened. This happened to us on Christmas Eve about 20 years ago in New Orleans. The creeps opened all the presents and took some, along with all my husband's camera collection. On top of that, They took our boombox stereo with the cassett of Christmas music still in it. Fortunately our caterpillar was only two at the time and didn't know it.
I truly hope these guys don't screw up your credit.
March 2, 2009 at 9:05 AM
That reminds me of the time when we were robbed ... oh, wait, never mind.
Man, I hate to say this, but this is so much better than the thoughts that have been running through my head to explain why you haven't been online for the past week (visions of you and KoH in a ditch somewhere sprang to mind - but that's my warped psychoses at play). I came really close to calling last night just to see if you were okay, but then you wouldn't have been able to answer the phone from the ditch you were lying in, so I didn't. I'm glad to hear that I was wrong (about being in the ditch, not your ability to answer the phone from one).
March 2, 2009 at 11:14 AM
Aaaagh! How frusterating, time consumming, maddening and all those other good words!!! Has insurance come through? So sorry, but glad you are all safe. You really should get a dog, or if not then a giant bowl of water on the front porch that says "Killer".
March 2, 2009 at 1:15 PM
Damn thiefs...
Oh, and we opened a safe deposit box on Saturday. Nothing like a little motivation.
March 2, 2009 at 1:21 PM
I'll second that damn thieves! I take it they *didn't* take your violin?
If you need a laugh, I thought of you when I saw this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OmsWqeEv8Vo ;)
March 2, 2009 at 1:24 PM
Rats rats rats rats RATS!!!! So sorry. Been missing you.
March 2, 2009 at 2:18 PM
Good Lord! I'm so sorry this happened. I've experienced crime in my life too and it is not fun. The sense of violation is enough to make any reasonable, rational human being long for the capture of those who have violated our sense of safety and the desire to inflict the harshest of penalties upon them. Even if they do supposedly need the stuff we have more than we might, it doesn't excuse theft.
In the end, I'm glad to know you all are safe.
March 2, 2009 at 2:48 PM
Hey Alice, I'm sure you know how sorry I was to hear about things, and also how glad to know that you guys were all OK physically. Mostly I want to say "WELCOME BACK!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I'VE MISSED YOUR BLOGS!!" We hope this never happens again.
March 2, 2009 at 4:34 PM
I think I'll take some inventory of things...computer, credit cards, etc.
March 2, 2009 at 5:59 PM
Wow! I am so sorry, that is really horrible. I can't imagine how upsetting that would be.
March 2, 2009 at 6:57 PM
I am so sorry to hear about your troubles. It will take a while to feel normal again but you will in time.
March 2, 2009 at 10:24 PM
Those suminumbatchin' fargin' iceholes.
Glad to hear everyone's okay though! Although it sounds crazy, it might be a good thing that no one was home when they busted in. Who knows what they would've done had they found one of you there!
A thought about the noting serial #s on the back of your computer: while that is a good idea, it's also entirely possible that as soon as they get your computer back to their Gadianton cave, there's a good chance they'll strip out the components of your PC, in which case even if the police have record of your computer's serial # etc., it might not do any good.
Of course, you and I know this family knows from past experience that even when you KNOW who the crook is and KNOW where they live and can prove your motorcycle is sitting in their backyard, the cops still won't do a damn thing about it.
March 3, 2009 at 1:23 AM
All my sympathies to your and your family, and I'll be sure and wish for a slow, painful, and untimely death to the SOB!
I think it speaks volumes about your character that you can write so poignantly about such a terrible thing, and even with a little humor.
You go girl!
March 3, 2009 at 5:53 AM
Wow...sorry to hear that. Your posts have surely been missed though. Glad to have you back!
March 3, 2009 at 1:00 PM
Sainthood emerges when you can listen to someone else's tale of woe and not respond with a description of your own.
I feel you pain.
March 3, 2009 at 5:43 PM
@all: Thank you for your good thoughts and sympathies, both via email and here. I'm fully aware that I'm not the only person this has ever happened to (hell, this isn't the first time this has happened to me) so I'm touched by everyone's outpouring of support. Yes, my violin was left safe and lonely on my piano -- it's probably worth twice the amount of everything that was stolen put together, so I am counting that as a blessing. Now off to play a little game I like to call, "Lookin' for my stuff at local pawn shops."
March 3, 2009 at 9:46 PM
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I've been off my blogger roll for a while, I'm just starting to get back to business. I can't believe this happened. I'm so very sorry. So very very sorry. Because your neck of the woods is my mission neck of the woods, I'm dying to know where you live. I am soooo very sorry and hope you're doing okay. I know that sounds trite and probably cheap, but I mean it with all of my heart. I'm so sorry.
March 4, 2009 at 10:22 AM
Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry this happened. Is there anything we can do?
March 6, 2009 at 8:05 PM
@Fourney: Thanks. It's a pain, but I tend to measure bad things that happen against a much bigger yardstick, so this is really only a small blip and I am grateful that we are all safe and secure. It could have been an entirely different experience had we been home (which happened to the family down the street a couple of days later). Actually, I think the powers chose this experience for me in the form of an intervention to remind me how addicted I am to the internet.
@Amy: Thanks for the offer. I think we are good. We've taken some additional measures to secure the house and our financial information which probably should have been done years ago. I'm afraid I always have to learn my lessons the hard way. sigh.