The following are things that were taken from my car while parked at the YMCA on Thursday evening. While attempting my first Zumba class, which I loved, someone or someones decided to shatter the driver’s side window to my car and steal my purse. Sure, I left it on the passenger seat for the world to see, but, I’m still angry. I’m certainly angry with myself for being so careless, but am definitely more angry with the fact that people think it’s their job to invade people’s things and lives this way.
- Brand new wallet.
- 3-year-old Coach purse
- 3 credit cards
- Visa debit card
- Address of dear friend who I need to mail our New Years card to
- Keys to the cabinets of my desk at work
- Lip gloss (2)
- Case to the Movie Julie and Julia
- My child’s report card and grade sheets
- My check book
- My Driver’s License
- Photos that I love
- MY WEDDING RING
I know I haven’t listed everything. It seems that I remember something different every few hours. I’m angry, frustrated, sad and creating my plan to stalk the YMCA parking lot this week. Not really, well, kind of………ok, not really. Anyhow, here’s hoping for a better blog post in a couple of days when I am definitly going to STOP feeling sorry for myself.