As those unfortunate enough to follow me on Twitter already know, I was burgled a couple of weeks ago. I came home one evening quite late and my TV, 360 and laptop were gone, amongst other random items, such as my favourite bag which isn’t even worth anything.
Arthur was ok mostly, he had a bruise on his leg which I believe was caused by him biting himself, probably due to stress.
So where did that all leave me?
Well, once I called the police, I went on to Twitter and the response was, and continues to be so, immense and amazing. I was greatful for that, mainly as it reinforced my view on social networking and that it makes me feel connected.
And then I got drunk.
And started half heartedly sorting out my life, something I’m still trying to do no. 2010 was a shit year, but, towards the end, actually looked up. And then this happened and for a few days I didn’t feel much about it. I went back to work where only two people knew what had happened to forget. No one knew, no one could feel sorry or give me advice. That was already covered by friends and Twitter and, well, my non-work-self.
Ignoring my problems worked well; I stayed at friend’s houses for a while and pretty much pretended nothing had happened. I even avoided sorting things out with the police as every encounter with them was a bureaucratic nightmare.
But at the end of the day none of that matters. I’m not angry, I’m not pissed off, I’m just, well, shit’s happened and there’s no resolution. I wasn’t insured and am not bothered about it. The total value of the items taken was probably in the £1500 ballpark, but they were all over a year old. Insurance wouldn’t have done anything.
The fact they took all my clothes out of the wardrobe and threw them on the floor presumably to find something bugged me. The fact that they took small and random items, such as the bag bugged me. Or an unopened bottle of Lucozade, wtf?
It’s items and I’m over that and the inconvenience. What I’m not over is the change its forcing me to make which involves moving and generally uprooting me. Could have really done without this.
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I’m so sorry Cat. This is awful, but please don’t hesitate if you need help. Hugs for you dear! Be strong and do take care.
Thank you. :)
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