So this post will have no pictures, mainly because we have not accomplished much new on the home front other than replacing our back door and our back door had to be replaced because the old one was smashed in by the burglars who hit our house Monday!
It was such a surreal experience to be the victim of a burglary...and very unsettling. I am still trying to cope, trying to relax and trying to feel safe alone in my home again. I am hopeful this will come with time and a few new safety measures that we are taking with the house in the coming days/weeks.
Here is the story of our burglary:
I went home to eat lunch at about noon on Monday and left at about 1:15. At 2:30, I get a call from the alarm company telling me the alarm is going off and asking if its a false alarm. I wish I could say I immediately realized we were being broken into, but I didn't. I did tell them we weren't home and asked them to send the police. I left work, called Husband, told Husband not to come (glad he didn't listen), thinking the whole way to the house that I was going to have egg on my face when the cops came. I literally was thinking that I must have left the back door cracked or the dog had somehow pushed it open.
When I got to the house Husband was already there and it was readily apparent from the kicked in door that we had in fact been the victims of burglary. My immediate reaction after that realization was panicking over where Yazoo was located. Thankfully, the burglars did not try to go in the back and did not let Yazoo out of the fence. After I realized he was okay, I alternated between trying not to cry, shock and anger. I grew up with an alarm system. Every time it ever went off at my parent's house it was a false alarm. I just knew that the alarm going off at my house was a false alarm, and it wasn't, which was hard for me to believe.
The burglars got some electronics, but thankfully did not have time to get much else. I am grateful to the alarm company for being on top of everything. They came out the next day to supervise the installation of the new door, to check codes in the system, change passwords, etc. It made me feel like I had a little more control in an out of control scenario. I am also grateful to the Commander of our precinct. He has taken my phone calls, sent the police to take supplement reports, followed up on tracking our stolen items, etc. While I don't always have a lot of faith in our local police force, I do have faith that he and his team in our precinct are trying to do the best they can to help us. I doubt we will ever get the items that were stolen back, and thats fine. I mainly want to prevent these people from coming back or hitting someone else. We have several theories on who might have been responsible and hope that with time the person(s) will be caught.
However, one unsettling change in becoming the victim of a crime was followed by another, more welcome change. After three plus years with my current firm, I resigned Tuesday afternoon to accept a position with a new firm in Jackson. I am very excited, anxious, nervous, etc. I have been thinking it was time to make a change and praying about it, but it is hard to surrender control. In yet another situation, I am having to surrender to God's plan and hoping that this is what is best for me and my career. I am sad to leave what is familiar and comfortable, but truly believe that it is for the best and that I am headed to a better opportunity.
In the meantime, I am taking some time off between jobs and will be trying to work on house projects solo. Pray for Husband's patience and my very mixed painting talents:)
