Wednesday, May 13, 2009
breaking and entering
Yesterday Nathan arrived home before me to find our front door kicked in. Apparently, someone felt it necessary to break into our house and go through our things. If you have ever had your house broken into, you know the feelings that I'm having. Nervousness. Fear. Annoyance. Not the first time I've had these feelings either. About 18 months ago our house was broken into. That time I got home first. Back then, I was more nervous. This time, I'm more mad. It really grates on my nerves for my husband and I both to work all day and get home to find out that some low life (probably with no job) thought it prudent to break into our house to STEAL rather than get a job to make some honest money. I know that is a run on sentence and I am an English teacher, but I'm mad, so give me a break. I am afraid that as times get harder and the economy gets worse that this sort of thing will happen more and more. I hope and pray that I am wrong.