I decided it is time to start blogging again. To start it off, I decided to do an open letter to the nameless bastard(s) that will probably never even see it.
Attention bastard(s) who broke into my house the other day!
You violated me. You were in my house and took my things. How dare you!
You cut my screen, climbed in through the window. Emptied out my jewelery boxes and grabbed the plastic bank of loose change.
OK, you suceeded, got in – stole – got out. You took with you several pieces of good jewelry, several with much sentimental value. You also are in possession of many cheap worthless pieces that I paid less than 5 dollars for. See, when it comes to me, I’m cheap, I don’t spend a lot of money on myself. The change bank, well, I’m sure that’s worth more than most of the jewelry you took.
The valuable and sentimental pieces, hell yeah, that hurts. I admit I’m extremely upset about those, and it is going to take time to get over that. Most are irreplaceable, which hurts the most. I hope you are proud of that.
I must tell you however, you missed a few things. Yeah, I have a chain with a angel medal and diamond ring that I occasionally wear that is not kept in my jewelry box. I keep it hanging on the small lamp on my dresser, about a foot from the jewelry box you emptied. Oops….guess ya didn’t see that, huh?
And also, I guess you didn’t see the small baggie with a few gold pieces inside. Yes, I was considering trying to sell those items that I never wear anymore, so I had them on the side there. I would imagine the pile of clothes I had left on my dresser the night before kind of hid them from your view. If you had just moved the clothes a bit, or looked on the side there, you would have spotted it. Oh well, too late now.
And oh, how unfortunate for you that I wear my wedding and engagement ring everyday! They were with me, at work, on my finger, while you were invading my home and stealing my things.
Lastly, I had 2 pairs of earrings sitting on the kitchen table, you know, the table you walked right past after cutting my screen and climbing in through the kitchen window. I tend to take my earrings off once I’m home form work, and have a habit of leaving them wherever I happen to be when I remove them. Although they were a couple of inexpensive pairs, ha, you missed them!
Well, just so you know, I’m pissed and and extremely upset, but you know something….I will be OK. I am not going to let you get the best of me. I refuse to allow you that power. I am going to continue along with my life as usual. I am going to slowly replenish my jewelry supply. I will not shed another tear because of your horrific actions. Each tear I shed is more energy for you – so that ends now!
Hope there is a special place in hell for you!
July 18, 2009 at 11:37 pm |
You tell em! They obviously didn’t care about making a huge find if they missed all of those other items in plain sight. It still sucks about the sentimental pieces, but now you can fill the box with new memories.
July 20, 2009 at 12:44 pm |
This is why I don’t clean my house. 1) Everyone would hear them when they went crashing through my crap & 2) They wouldn’t find anything of importance! What common criminal is going to know of my hiding place, a dusty corner behind my chest where I can’t reach it, for some of my valuables.