Fic pimpin' and boohooin'...

[foxmonkey]

First for the pimping. Run, read Scotty's new one, Punk. Once you've finished swooning from the perfection, send the woman some feedback.

On the boohooin' side, some ass broke into our garage last night! Lucky for us, they demolished the door leading into the garage, took a look around and either 1) decided our crap wasn't worth stealing, or 2) were interrupted in the act, then raised the big (car) door and took off. Bastards.

They didn't do anything to the car, thank god. I'd just gotten up to get ready to go to work when I looked out the back door and realized that the garage door looked kind of strange. Man, I felt sick before I saw that the car was safe. Mr. Foxmonkey looked around and deduced that nothing had been stolen. Did the whole police report thing, and then had to work through the day, wondering if the assholes would come back and ransack the house.

A little scared at first when I came home and put the key in the back door - for a second there, it looked like it was closed but not locked. But everything was fine. Called Mr. Foxmonkey at work, let him know that our house had survived the day without further trauma, and we were glad.

Got online to check email, and saw a police car go by, and park across the street. I thought it might be my cop, coming back to see if everything was ok, but he went to the house across the street. I had a feeling...so I went out and asked the guy if they'd had a break-in, and it turned out that theives broke into their house, not the garage, sometime today while they were at work!!! Can you freakin' believe it?

Mr. Foxmonkey blocked the garage with his pickup in case they come back, so they won't be able to take the car.

I try to keep things in focus. We have to replace a door, but the guys across the street have to replace digital cameras, VCRs, stuff like that. Our garage was broken into, but their home was violated, and the difference is enormous. I'm pissed and sad, but if they'd broken into the house I'd be a wreck. I'm pissed off that I'm tired and want to go to bed, but I keep looking out at the garage to make sure that no one is skulking around. I don't feel as safe as I did last night, and I hate that. I hate it. I keep feeling like I want to cry, and it's frustrating as hell.

I can't stay awake for the rest of my life; at some point tonight I'm going to have to give up my vigil and just go. to. bed. If this is one of those "makes me stronger" deals (and Jesus, haven't I - WE - had enough of that lately???), I guess I just need to suck it up and deal. I don't want to be afraid in my own home, in my neighborhood, an old, quaint, friendly place. ARGH.

Mr. Foxmonkey's off to bed, and I'll probably sit in the dark and watch the garage. Another in a string of sucky days. :-(

Comments

[happypen.livejournal.com]

{{hugs}} I know how that feels. Three years ago two men broke into our house and I interrupted them when I came home from picking my son up at the sitters. Luckily they were scared and ran. They knocked me down the steps going out to the garage but we weren't hurt which is what I'm most thankful for. Everything they took was replaced but you just don't get that peace of mind back once something like that happens. Hopefully they catch the guy that broke into your garage and you'll be able to rest easier then.

[foxmonkey.livejournal.com]

I interrupted them when I came home from picking my son up at the sitters.

!!!!!!! I'd have lost it. It's such a scary thought; if it does happen (and I hope they don't come back!) but if they do, I hope they're long gone before I come home. :-(

Hubs just went to bed, but I can't yet, even though I'm ready to drop. Thanks for the hugs. (((Pen)))

[ja.livejournal.com]

*snuggles her Foxmonkety*

Oh, darling. You tell those stupid little men if they come back, that they better turn the hell around or your Ja will come twang them to death! (with a little arse kicking on the side)

*big big hugs* I'm sorry about that, it's just awful, but I'm glad you and Mr.Foxmonkey are safe and that nothing was taken. *hugs*

Eek!!

[shaggyncurly.livejournal.com]

Whoa! Don’t people just suck like (steaming) crap sometimes? I remember a while back when we were broken into; the fucker came in through my sister’s bedroom window! Aackk! She woke up; saw a black form. She thought it was our father and rolled over and went back to sleep. Well, the fucknut proceeded to steal shit (my father’s man-purse, which had money and his gold money clip, other stuff). (fast forward through more drama) When my sister realized what she’d seen, she was a wreck! :-\

Well, it was semi-hard for me too, because I slept in the main hallway back then, alone. (eeek!) But I think the fact that I’m kinda flighty, and a slight ditz helped me deal, you know? But yeah, being violated like that--sucks royally, dude!!!

[nuzzle, nuzzle] But you seem pretty strong willed; I doubt this’ll keep ya down! [butterfly kisses, and caviar dreams]