Scary Times

Our house was broken into last Friday.  They broke the glass in the french door in our bedroom and came in.  Luckily we weren't home, but we think that only missed them by a few minutes.  When we got home at 6:15pm they were gone, and had dropped a bunch of stuff in the street.  My neighbor told me that when they went out to dinner at 6pm there wasn't anything in the street.  The main things that  they took were my passport, my social security card, some of my Coach purses, and my jewelry box that had a few valuable necklaces and rings.  They dumped our dirty clothes out of our laundry basket and must've used it to carry everything.  They also stole a quilt off of my quilt rack which I assume they used to cover everything up.  That and the fact that they dropped stuff in the street makes me think that they were on foot and possibly live in the neighborhood.  Really the worst part is just feeling violated having strangers in our house and not feeling safe anymore.  We ended up putting in a security system, so I feel a little better now.  It's really sad how people can do stuff like that.