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Diving into the Emergency Fund… Again.

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A scummy, lowlife person decided to break into my car again two nights ago. I have other words to describe this person – but this is a family show.

I came out to get into my car and the driver’s side door and trunk were open. Of course, being left open with the lights on all night killed my battery and stranded me until my husband could give me a jump.

The thief escaped with a $15 FM tuner, less than a dollar in change, and a good chunk of what was left of my sense of safety.

We installed some hefty motion detector flood lights directly over the driveway after the first break in two months ago but apparently those only deter thieves when I turn them on. I got home late from work, was tired, and simply didn’t pay enough attention to turn the lights on. Oops.

When my husband left for school and I was home alone last night, I locked all the doors and windows and sat in the corner of my living room terrified someone would break in. I decided I couldn’t live like this.

So…

I asked my husband to install security cameras.

Knee jerk reaction to a somewhat irrational fear? Yes.

But if robbing $350 from my emergency fund helps me sleep better – I’m willing to pay it.

The cameras are being installed this week.


Dealing with theft…

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Some horrid person decided to break in to my car last night while we slept. It was parked in my driveway but apparently, that doesn’t stop some folks from strolling up and taking what isn’t theirs.

Fortunately, I’m a tidy person and keep nothing but essentials in my car. They got away with $20 in emergency cash, the change drawer in its entirety, and my sense of security.

As my husband was helping me clean up the mess – because it wasn’t enough to steal from me, so they had to destroy my car – at 5:30 in the morning, he smiled and said, “At least your music taste is so bad, thieves don’t even want to steal it!” while holding up my CD case.

“Thanks” I said.

“Not one CD is missing” He said while flipping through the case.

“I noticed” I replied.

“Look! They clearly went through it and decided it sucked.”

“OK hon. I get it!” I yelled.

“Can’t imagine why no one would want Mama Mia, Michael Jackson, or Katherine McPhee. What kind of world are we living in??” he laughed sarcastically.

I’m not sure which is worse. Discovering you have been robbed or having a lowlife thief validate your husband’s assertion that you have awful taste in music.

We’re pulling some cash from our emergency fund and installing floodlights above our cars because…

You never know. He might come back for my totally awesome cd collection.