I should be in the Bahamas...

So, remember how I said I wouldn't bring up the fact that I should be in the Bahamas but I'm not because of the deployment...well...I lied, this post I'm going to bring it up and then back to being over it!

Sunday morning I woke up, got ready for Church and was feeling great...it just felt like it was gonna be a great day...then I go out to my car, sit down and realize "man, it STINKS of cigarettes"...I don't smoke so that was really weird, then I look to the passenger seat and realize that my glove compartment is open, and I have papers thrown everywhere, then I grab my purse...my wallet...GONE! I jump out of my car and run back inside...

I do what every adult would do that just realized that her car was broken into...I called my Daddy and the second he answered started hysterically crying while explaining what just happened! Hahaha...no denying I'm a Daddy's girl! So he keeps yelling "I cant talk to you while your crying! Calm down!!!" and finally I stop hyperventilating and then I call the police, file the report, and all that jazz...

From what the (amazingly nice) officer gathered was that neighborhood kids went down the street "flicking" handles to find an open car door...I am 100% sure that I locked my car after the commissary from 3pm Saturday but I had a bunch of things in my hands when I shut my door so it must have not shut all the way and just been open a crack so all they had to do was jam their hand in between the door frame and the car frame and yank it open...in that process they chipped a ton of paint which is how we could tell that happened that certain way...

They took my wallet which had my IDs (drivers license and military), all our debit cards/ credit cards, and about $200 worth of gift cards, they also got my Garmin GPS, but what most upset me is that in my wallet was this little plastic "I love you forever" card that Kale got me when we first started dating...in 2004, and now its gone! Everything can be replaced...except that card! It really bums me out...

They didn't take my actual purse which was a $500 Coach bag so I was thankful for that! I'm also so thankful that nothing else happened, they had the garage door opener in the car and could have came in through the garage and kicked in the house door (I had the alarm set but still!) 

I wasn't okay yesterday, I think it was just a combination of emotions, I hadn't cried since Kale had left, I had felt really in control of everything and this I didn't have any control over...I felt so scared, what if they come back at night and try to get into the house this time! I felt so violated, every time I went out to my car was a reminder of what happened because it smelled so bad of smoke! I drove around for an hour just to get the smell out (and to eat ice cream for dinner...don't judge, it made me feel better!) But as the night came, I calmed down a lot...I wasn't randomly bursting into tears over what had happened, I canceled most of the cards (all but 1 because the call center is closed for the holiday weekend), had a friend bring me some cash so that I can live off of it in case I needed anything before my new cards arrived...

At night I realized that  I was glad Kale didn't call during the day, if he had, I probably would have panicked him enough to have him jump off the boat and swim all the way home to be with me! I was that crazy....but now I'm calm and am anxiously awaiting for him to call so I can tell him what happened and to warn him that none of his cards work except one and to get money out now since Ill have to send him his new one, but other then that I'm doing what I need to and hey, I learned a lesson...

A lot of you are probably thinking- "YOU LEFT YOUR PURSE IN YOUR CAR! YOU DIDN'T DOUBLE CHECK TO MAKE SURE IT WAS LOCKED AT NIGHT!? ARE YOU INSANE!"....and my answer, Ive never had to think about it before...I have always lived in very safe places. Growing up I lived in a neighborhood where you would keep your keys in the car in your driveway...there was legitimately no crime in my neighborhood...when we moved down into our first apartment it was VERY safe as well...one time Kale and I left our Wii sitting on the curb for 30 minutes (we both thought the other one had brought it up, we had lots to carry in) and once we realized we thought it would for sure be gone but nope- sitting right there...a lot of neighbors wouldn't lock their cars at all either at the apartment complex...then we moved to this neighborhood and its very safe as well- I always lock my doors so I don't mind leaving valuable things in it.  I always keep my purse in my car, I never thought to bring it inside each night...I never had to think of it! 

I guess that was me letting my guard down, I got TOO comfortable with my surrounding which is always a Marine Corps no-no...I can tell you- I will never leave my purse in the car ever again, nor will I feel safe at night without the alarm set.  It was a big reality check...even the safest neighborhoods get their occasional shocks of crime...but, I'm okay and that is all that matters...

but, then again...I should be in the Bahamas right now! (with my non-robbed purse!)